The living room was completely trashed with Harry standing in the middle of it ignoring his family and friend's as well as the police officers stares. He was furious as he clenched his fists and his breath was coming out in ragged breaths until he slowly felt all that anger leaving his body and let himself fall down on the floor letting out loud sobs. He could care less that they were watching him, he just wanted to stop hurting once and for all. He wrapped his arms around his knees as Louis' screams and their son's cries echoed around his head knowing they will haunt him forever.

He lost track of time ignoring everybody still staring at him until Aaron walked closer and took a seat next to him staying silent, something Harry really appreciated. He sat there staring at the wall in front of him hearing them over and over losing himself in those horrible thoughts and in time. He jumped up startled when a phone went off rather loudly almost two hours later then with knitted eyebrows watched the detective answer it.

"This is Peterson." The detective answer it and Harry grew nervous watching his facial expressions, "Make sure they give them the proper care they need. We'll be on our way after I give them the news."

"What's going on?" Jay asked from where she was sitting next to Anne, her arms wrapped around her now frail shoulders after a week of having to go through the nightmare of having her son and grandson gone missing.

"What's going on?" Des repeated more sternly after the detective only stared at them then watched him as his gaze settled on Harry swallowing the lump in his throat as he did so.

"The police found them near Bibury Gloucestershire but..."

"What?" Harry interrupted him as he got up already expecting the worst.

"They're in the hospital, they found the car they were traveling in completely wrecked in a ditch. The officers wouldn't tell me more, just that Mr. Tomlinson didn't have any identifications with him...that's why they couldn't contact you until they used his fingerprints to check their databases." Detective Peterson explained.

"Are they okay? They're not dead, are they?" Harry asked feeling Aaron's hand squeezing his shoulder.

"All I know is that they're alive, can't say the same for Mr. Axel. He died a slow painful death, he wasn't wearing his seatbelt and passed away on the way to the hospital. They're in a hospital in Oxford." He informed him and before they could stop him, Harry was already out the door with his car keys already in his hand.

"Harry wait! You don't even know which hospital they're in." Liam went after him grabbing him by the shoulder managing to stop him but his hand was shaken off when Harry turned around, a glare already forming on his face.

"Oxford is an hour and almost thirty minutes away! We're wasting time here when we could already be on our way there." Harry almost shouted.

"They're in John Radcliffe Hospital." The detective said letting them go intending to get there later on.

After packing a bag with a clothes they ended up going to the hospital with Gemma and Christian staying behind to watch after their kids and the girls even though they wanted to go. The whole way there Harry couldn't stop shaking even when his mum had held him the whole time while Des drove as fast as he could, and Jay and Aaron sat next to each other praying that their son and grandson were okay.

When they got there they were led to a private waiting room only managing to make them even more nervous as they waited for a doctor to show up and tell them what was going on. It felt like an eternity until two doctors showed up, a male doctor wearing blue scrubs and the other a female doctor wearing blue pants and a Nemo scrub top. As soon as they saw them, they were already our of their seats just waiting for them to start talking.

"Who in here is Harry Styles?" The male doctor asked and when Harry took a step forward, he didn't waste time and started talking.

"I'm doctor Shaw and this is doctor Lee." He spoke introducing who they knew was the pediatrician, "Mr. Tomlinson and his son were admitted in a few hours ago. He was in critical condition but we were able to stabilize him, he suffered whiplash and has a few broken ribs and a broken wrist. His face is completely bruised but those were caused days before the accident...we've been informed on what happened and I can assure you he'll be okay physically."

"What do you mean?" Jay asked then continued when the doctor stared at her, "I'm his mother."

"I meant that he'll make a full physical recovery but as of right now he's not emotionally stable...he had to be sedated to calm him down and reduce the pain. He woke up about an hour ago and wouldn't speak no matter how hard we tried then we had to sedate him again. It's completely normal after what he and his son went through." Doctor Shaw explained feeling bad when she started crying and another woman quickly wrapped her arms around her.

"What about my son?" Harry asked trying to control his temper when he mentioned Louis' bruised up face and emotional state seeing Dr. Lee stepping forward. He would kill Collin if he wasn't for the fact that he was already dead.

"All he has are bruises on his chest and a burn on the side of his neck due to the carseat strap but with the right care it will heal completely without any scarring. It's a miracle he got out of it with only those injuries, it could have been worse. Since you're here he'll be released as soon as possible. A nurse and I will bring him in a few minutes along with a prescription and a few papers you'll have to sign." Doctor Lee informed him smiling a little when he saw the tears in his eyes that showed nothing but relief.

As soon as they were gone Harry burst out crying in his father's arms while the older man murmured that it was over and all Harry could do was nod like a small child. He took a seat in between Liam and Niall who along with Zayn had insisted on going too and nothing had changed their minds just wanting to be there for Harry and Louis.

"Mr. Styles."

Harry looked up as soon as he heard his name then his eyes filled with tears feeling many emotions running through his body as soon as he saw a nurse holding his baby wrapped in a blue blanket. He let out a choked sob as he made his way to them and when he was finally in his arms he hugged him close as he cried unable to stop. Ian let out a few whimpers trying to rest his head on Harry's chest putting his thumb in his mouth while Harry kissed the top of his head.

"It's okay baby, daddy's here. Daddy's here" Harry murmured still crying seeing the bandage on his tiny neck and the Power Rangers onesie he was wearing.

"Dahey." Ian whimpered setting Zayn off who started crying and Liam was quick to hug him rubbing his back.

"I know baby, but you know what? It's over and when daddy gets better we're gonna go home and I'm never gonna let you and him out of my sight." Harry told him letting him snuggle up against him as he rocked him from side to side feeling his little arms wrapping around his neck.

"We can wait for those papers if you want." Dr. Lee said.

"No, I'll sign them now." Harry moved to give Ian to Jay but couldn't when his son started crying when he moved him away from him.

Harry felt his heart breaking and ended up signing them while holding Ian then carefully listened while the doctor explained how to apply the ointment before bandaging it again along with other things he had to do. When she was gone he stayed on his spot holding Ian until a nurse brought a bottle then left after Harry had thanked her. Ian fell asleep a few minutes later after he had finished his bottle and that's when Harry was finally able to give him to Jay so he could go and see Louis.

He thought he was going to be able to handle it well seeing him again, but as soon as he saw his husband looking almost dead he couldn't help but burst out crying again. He had a brace around his neck and a cast on his left wrist thinking that he was asleep but when he took a closer look, he noticed he was wide awake and staring at the ceiling with a blank look. He wanted destroy everything when he saw how bruised up his face was, his lovely cheekbones a dark purple.

"Lou...baby." Harry mumbled taking a few steps closer until he was standing right next to him.

He walked to his right side intending to grab his hand but his eyes widened when Louis moved it away never moving his gaze away from the ceiling. Harry went to grab it again not allowing him to move it away and that's when Louis finally reacted when he started crying rather loudly, his cries getting louder when he tried to sit up.

"It's okay love. Ian is okay and Collin won't bother us again. He- He died, he's gone." Harry knelt down next to him expecting him to calm down but Louis only got worse trying to remove his IV and get up from the bed.

Harry ended up calling the doctor and a few minutes later Louis was once again sedated and unaware of the world around him. Family and friends were allowed to see him and by night they ended up leaving to a hotel taking Ian and leaving Harry behind who had insisted on staying. He spent the night sitting in the waiting room until the sunlight started sneaking in through the blinds.

He got up to stretch a bit and go to the bathroom and after he was done there he got some gum from the vending machine before heading to the cafeteria to get something to eat. When he got back the rest were already there with Ian wearing brand new clothes looking a bit happier in Des' arms and holding a stuffed bunny in his tiny hands.

"Good morning, peanut. Daddy missed you." Harry picked him up smiling when Ian wrapped his tiny arms around his neck.

"How's Louis?" Aaron asked him offering him a cup of coffee that Harry gladly took.

"Thank you. I haven't seen him today, visiting hours start in an hour." Harry said.

An hour later he let Jay and Aaron see him first wanting to spend more time with Ian and half an hour later, his son was a giggling mess in his arms. Zayn and Liam along with Niall ended up taking him back to the hotel after they had seen Louis not wanting him to spend the whole day in a hospital, something that Harry was thankful for.

After Anne and Des walked out of his room it was with the same expression that Jay and Aaron had been wearing when Louis refused to talk. When Harry walked in again, he only took a seat next to him not saying anything wanting to give him time.

"Ian?" Louis finally spoke still staring at the ceiling.

"He's okay. Liam, Zayn and Niall just took him back to the hotel. Doctor said that if you continue getting better then you'll be able to go home in a week or so." Harry forced a smile wanting to hold Louis' hand but instead placed them under his thighs.

"I want to go home." Louis mumbled before he closed his eyes again feeling exhausted after the many nightmares that tormented him at night.

"Soon." Harry said hating to see him like that and wondering what exactly had Collin done to him.

He never asked.

A few days later Louis was finally released from the hospital and after many instructions from the doctor, they were finally able to go back to the hotel where they would be leaving back to London the next day. Louis kept his gaze down as Harry pushed the wheelchair through the lobby then to the elevator where he started getting nervous after not seeing Ian for the whole duration of his stay in the hospital.

"We'll have our own room, babe. And Ian can't wait to see you." Harry happily told him never noticing when Louis started shaking.

When they got to their room Harry helped Louis on the bed since he was still in a lot of pain due to his broken ribs and hurt neck. He covered him with a throw blanket then left the room after telling Louis he was going to get Ian from his mother in the room right next to theirs. When he got back with a happy Ian who squealed as soon as he saw Louis, it was when Harry noticed he was crying and shaking.

"Lou, what's wrong? He's okay, see. Just a little burn on his neck like I told you but it's healing." Harry hurried up to explain placing Ian on the bed next to Louis. He was left surprised when Louis tried to turn his body away to the other side refusing to acknowledge their son only managing to hurt himself.

"Take him away. I- I don't want to see him...I c- can't." Louis started crying freaking Harry out.

"Tell me what's wrong, Lou." Harry pleaded already in tears himself, "What did he do to you?"

"It's my fault he got hurt." Louis sobbed hiding his face with his hands.

"No it wasn't, Louis it was an accident." Harry started running his fingers through Louis' hair.

"No! You don't understand." Louis shouted startling both Harry and Ian, "I- It was me! I caused that accident...I- I wanted to kill Collin. I wanted to kill Ian and myself, I just wanted to put us out of our misery." Louis confessed unable to look at Harry much less their son.

"Louis..." Harry started not really knowing how to feel.

"He- He was going to sell him and I had to stop him. I'm sorry..please. I didn't know what else to do, he was going to take us away and I had to stop him." Louis continued crying expecting Harry to get up and leave but was left surprised when he picked Ian up then took a seat on the bed wrapping his arm around his shoulder.

"Listen to me, I completely understand you. I don't hate you because I know what Collin was capable of doing. He's the only one to blame here." Harry firmly said before kissing Louis' cheek letting him cry it out.

"I k- killed him. It didn't hit me until I woke up in the hospital, I killed him." Louis sobbed making Harry start crying too.

"Listen to me." Harry moved so Louis could look at him, "It wasn't your fault, you were desperate and when you're desperate you do things you wouldn't normally do."

"But Ian..." Louis started.

"Ian is okay now and he doesn't hate you. He loves you and missed you this whole week he didn't see you." Harry said bringing Ian closer to Louis.

Louis smiled a little when Harry told their son to give him a kiss then his smile widened when Ian gave him his own kiss which consisted of mainly pressing his lips against his cheek and slobbering all over it. However, it slowly started fading away as soon as Harry pulled Ian away. Harry sighed getting up to put Ian in the playpen Des had insisted on getting then walked back to the bed sitting next to Louis running his fingers through his hair.

"His parents and brother." Louis started as he cried, "I killed their son and brother. H- He was a monster Harry, but he was- he was still their son and b- brother."

"Don't blame yourself baby, please don't blame yourself." Harry begged with tears in his eyes starting to get desperate when Louis couldn't stop crying, "You're a wonderful person, you know. You're one of a kind, you're so special." Harry said making Louis cry harder.

"I'm a m- monster." Louis mumbled through the tears.

"You're an angel, you're the best thing that could ever happened to me. I was such an asshole then and then you made me fall in love with you when no one else did before. You gave me a son and you make me so happy. You could never be a monster, never." Harry kissed his temple letting him rest against him.

Louis slowly fell asleep against Harry and if Harry stayed there the whole time so he wouldn't have to move, then Louis didn't have to know that. Louis ended up waking up later that day when the room was already a depressing grey as he looked around until his eyes settled on Ian.

He was standing in his playpen holding onto the sides with his tiny hands and sucking on his pacifier seeing he was looking right back at him. Louis ended up smiling feeling a little happy when his son smiled back at him then let himself drop back down on his bum then started babbling. He was still looking at him when the door to the bathroom opened and Harry walked in wearing black skinny jeans and a white shirt, his hair still wet from the shower making Louis feel uncomfortable since he hadn't showered in a long time.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked as he grabbed a jar of baby food then made his way towards Ian to pick him up.

"Not really, but could you help me shower after he's done eating?" Louis asked, his voice a bit raspy from not using it for a while.

"Of course!" Harry smiled at him taking a seat next to him.

They stayed silent while feeding Ian who was enjoying his strawberry and bananas gerber opening his mouth every time he was done swallowing what he had in his mouth. It went like that until he finish it then Harry gave him cheerios in a tiny bowl watching how he reached for the bowl like a total grown up but as soon as Harry let it go, Ian managed to spill the cheerios all over the bedspread.

"Peanut!" Harry playfully scolded him as he smiled, "Am I gonna have to tape the bowl to your hand, huh? Do I, baby?"

"Like you taped your hand to your desk?" Louis asked him making Harry look at him with an embarrassed expression.

"Who told you that?" Harry chuckled.

"Your mum did last time I saw her. She said Niall showed her the video." Louis explained giving him a tiny smile that made Harry's heart flutter.

"Stupidest thing I've ever done, it was the worst idea ever." Harry shook his head as he picked up the cheerios and once they were in the bowl, he got up to put Ian in the playpen leaving the bowl next to him, "Okay! Let's give you a bath, Mr. Styles."

"Bring Ian too, don't- I don't want to leave him alone." Louis quickly said giving their son worried looks.

"He's fine babe, the door is locked and I got the baby monitor in the bathroom. He's safe." Harry soothed him but Louis was having none of it.

"Harry please, I- I'll feel better. Please." He begged holding tight onto Harry's forearms.

"Okay. Okay, let me bring the playpen to the bathroom." Harry gave him a smile then got up after kissing Louis' forehead.

Harry picked Ian up then rolled the playpen to the bathroom placing him back in there then pushed the wheelchair towards Louis helping him into it while apologizing every time Louis whimpered or so much winced in pain. When they made it to the bathroom, he placed the wheelchair next to the playpen then moved to get the bath ready. He helped him take his clothes off then gently set him down in the tub making sure he was comfortable and his cast didn't get wet.

"You okay?" Harry asked him.

"Yeah. Much better now." Louis sighed.

When they were done Louis felt so much better having used his favorite shampoo and bodywash once again then sat there while Harry bathed Ian hearing his son giggling at all the bubbles. Later that evening they had dinner in their room where Louis finally ate more than half a plate without the fear of Collin poisoning him. He went to sleep that night with Harry by his side holding his hand with Ian in between them afraid of waking up again and finding himself back in that bedroom.

~*~

"How are you feeling, Lou?" Zayn asked him the following day as they waited for the rest to check out of the hotel.

"Okay." Louis answered wanting to hold Ian who was in Anne's arms surrounded by Jay and Aaron wanting Zayn and Louis to have a talk.

"That's...that's good." Zayn said giving him a look that clearly said he couldn't fool him at all.

"I'll get better Zayn. When I manage to stop feeling guilty for killing Collin." Louis looked down at his lap.

"You didn't kill him. You didn't. Lou...you were trying to save yourself and Ian. You know I'm always honest with you and I would've done the same thing, you just acted on instinct when there was no way out. He wasn't even wearing his seatbelt, he would have survived if he had buckled himself up so don't blame yourself." Zayn said sounding and looking sincere making Louis' eyes sting with tears.

"It still doesn't take away the fact that I caused that accident, I- I could have done something else. I could have tried to escape before but I was so scared." Louis said then quickly wiped away his tears when he saw Harry walking towards them.

"It wasn't your fault." Zayn carefully hugged him then left to go back to Liam and Niall who were getting ready to leave.

"Ready to go, babe?" Harry asked him.

Louis only nodded and after Harry had been extra careful with him, he was sitting in the backseat in between his mum and Ian's car seat. Thankfully the car was big enough for all seven of them and his mum was helping him out with Ian as well as Harry. They had to make a few stops but eventually got back home by night and after a few protests from Louis, Harry ended up carrying him inside the house anyway.

Louis frantically looked around looking for Ian then finally relaxed when he saw his father carrying him inside the house then let Harry place him on his side of the bed. Aaron gently set Ian down next to him then looked at him smiling when Louis grabbed his hands in his rubbing on the top of them with his thumbs.

"Are you okay?" Aaron asked him looking into his son's blue eyes.

"My mum told me you never left her or my sisters...thank you." Louis chose not to answer his question not wanting to lie anymore.

"Don't thank me, son. I'm...you have no idea how relieved I feel now that you're back, to know that you and Ian are okay." Aaron said leaving Louis surprised when he saw the tears in his eyes.

"I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere." Louis said letting his father hug him. It made him feel safe making him smile.

"Stephanie and Gavin wanted to come see you but I told her to wait. You need time to settle in and spend some time with Harry and my grandson, just the three of you." Aaron said as he rubbed his back feeling Louis nodding.

"Tell her I said thank you. Harry told me she's the one who called the police, so please thank her. And she can come over whenever she wants to, I think Ian missed Gavin and their playdates." Louis said as his dad pulled away seeing his smile.

"I will." Aaron nodded hearing a knock on the door then a few seconds later, Jay walked in holding a water bottle and some pills.

"It's time for your medicine." Jay said walking into the bedroom taking Ian into her arms who squirmed a bit already hungry.

"Take care yeah." Aaron said, "I'll take Ian so he can eat, he must be starving."

"Thank you dad." Louis smiled.

A few minutes later Jay was the only one left in the room after Aaron had taken Ian to the kitchen where Anne was waiting with food to feed him. They sat together in silence holding each other's hands and Louis leaned against her feeling comfortable now that he was back home and his mother was there. He sighed in content when Jay started running her fingers through his hair like she used to do when he was little and well into his teenage years.

"I thought I was never going to see you again." Jay murmured being careful around her son.

"I'm here now." Louis sighed.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Jay asked, her voice trembling at the thought of Collin hurting him.

"Not like that...he- he only hit me a few times but that's it." Louis confessed.

"That son of a bitch. I never thought I would say this but I'm glad he's dead...he hurt you my baby." Jay started crying.

"I don't think he ever loved me. He was angry because I married Harry and had a baby with him, but I don't think he loved me as much as I once did. It doesn't matter anymore, he's gone now and he won't hurt us again." Louis held back the tears finally getting around to take the pills that he knew would make him sleepy.

"Go to sleep, love. Tomorrow when you wake up, the girls and I'll be here to see you. They can't wait." Jay smiled kissing his forehead then helped him lay down where he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The room was cold as Louis found himself waking up from what he thought had been a nightmare only to wake up in the same old room. Ian nowhere to be found. He got up as fast as he could to search for him without any luck and that's when he started crying again screaming for his son.

He stopped when he heard his cries on the other side of the familiar door trying to open it with no success wondering what the hell was going on. His cries stopped rather abruptly making Louis want to scream trying to open the door and when he finally gave up, he fell down on the floor shivering at the sudden drop in the temperature.

"Louis?"

Louis ignored it as he curled up into a ball letting the fear overpower him and the cold seep all the way to his bones hearing Collin's voice over and over again until it wasn't him anymore. He tried to listen, to open his eyes but it seemed impossible when all he wanted was to die knowing there was no way out.

"Louis? Baby please...Please don't do this. You're scaring me." Harry's voice trembled after Louis had woken him up with his screams.

He couldn't shake him too much not wanting to hurt him due to his broken ribs that were yet to heal but Louis seemed to be doing the job himself when he wouldn't stop moving. He didn't know what else to do already feeling the tears stinging his eyes then rolling down his face when Louis abruptly stopped and his eyes snapped open. They seemed to be staring at nothing in particular but when Harry took a step closer, Louis reacted and looked around with wide frantic eyes.

"Hey hey hey, it's okay love. You're okay, you're okay." Harry sat down on the bed next to him watching him and wondering what had he been dreaming about then looked at the clock seeing it was only two in the morning.

"Ian." Louis mumbled then started crying again going as far as searching in between the bedsheets, "He took him! No no no, he took him!"

"No baby, Ian is sleeping in his crib. He's safe and warm there, that's where he always sleeps." Harry tried to convince Louis but so far nothing was working.

"Ian...Ian." Louis tried to get up only to have Harry gently push him back down.

"I'll bring him okay, he can sleep with us. I bet he'll love it." Harry's voice trembled before getting up and running into Ian's bedroom that was only illuminated by his nightlight in the shape of a ship.

When he got closer to the crib he saw his son sound asleep and on his side with the blanket covering his lower half as he sucked on his thumb. He carefully picked him up shushing him when Ian whimpered in his sleep and moved a little before resting his head on Harry's shoulder. He made his way back to his bedroom and as soon as Louis saw them, he reached for the baby and for once Harry forgot he was still hurt.

Instead he watched how Louis hug him close as he cried then started checking him all over obviously looking for something wrong. When he couldn't find anything and he was sure Ian was okay, he set him down in the middle of the bed then covered him with the bedsheet never taking his eyes off of him.

"Lou..." Harry started but was interrupted by Louis. 

"He- He tried to rape me and when I didn't let him he..." Louis trailed off covering his mouth to stop himself from crying out loud.

"You don't have to tell me." Harry calmly said even though deep inside he wanted to die.

"He hit me and took him away. He wo- would do it every time I did something wrong, he would leave me locked up in the bedroom. One time when he finally let me out he got a- angry and hit me, he took Ian out for a drive and left me there. It took him three hours to come back." Louis burst out crying letting Harry hold him, "I- I thought I would never see him again!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't do anything. I'm sorry." Harry started crying feeling Louis' arms around him.

"He wanted to sell him, that's why I crashed the car." Louis confessed hugging him tighter, "Please tell me you love me, I just want to hear it once." Louis pleaded.

"I love you so much. You are everything to me. I'm sorry I didn't do anything." Harry said feeling Louis' fingers running through his hair.

That's how they spent the rest of the night, wrapped in each other's arms whispering I love you's and making sure their son was okay. Louis fell asleep hearing Harry whispering promises he wholeheartedly believed until he could no longer hear him and was finally able to rest without any nightmares.

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