Brice walks out of the police station gently rubbing his wrists. It hadn't taken them long to process him. It took Brice even less time posting bail and leaving. His lawyer made sure that the police didn't keep him there for very long. There were more than a few nasty looks as he walked out of there.

Brice ignored them all. This is one time that he is truly innocent of any wrong doing. He just wants to get home and see how his guest is doing. He feels uneasy leaving her alone. Not that she truly is. KK will make sure that nothing happens to her.

"Home, Mr. Jensen?" His driver asks as he enters the car.

"Yes, in the morning I'll need your wife to do some shopping for our guest."

"Of course, sir. I'll send her in after breakfast to get a list of all you would like her to get. She'll also need to know sizes." He had taken the girl to the house and he'd been horrified at how broken the girl appears to be. "Do we know anything about her, sir?"

"No, unless she's talked to KK or the doctor we don't even have her name." Brice's tone shows that the subject is closed. The driver returns his full attention to the road. He'd been there when they recovered Miss Ivy. She had been broken like this unknown female is. They all were horrified by the state Miss Ivy was when she returned. She had been such a lively and happy person until she was taken. She was well and truly missed.

The entire staff were disgusted when it was found out that her own father had, had her sold. When Brice killed him for that no one was willing to acknowledge that they knew who shot him. All the security videos were magically erased shortly before the incident to shortly afterwards. They all approved of Brice killing his father.

Brice is no angel, he'd never be accused of that and be found guilty. But he has hard and fast lines he doesn't cross. One of which is the flesh trade. Those that are found breaking those lines in his territory are taken and punished severely before they are given  death.

Brice sighs. It's been a long day and he wants nothing more than to go to bed.

Once at his house he heads directly to the medical section set aside for the immediate use of his men that get hurt in line of duty.

He's about to walk in when he realizes that might not be the best thing to do. He knocks and waits for the door to be opened.

"Boss," KK says and moves out of the way. KK is his best friend as well as his second, but he gives him respect when others are around.

"How is she?" Brice asks softly.

"So far, there is no sign of physical abuse. He hasn't examined her fully yet, though."

"So he hasn't determined if she's a virgin like they said?"

"Not yet." KK says just as softly. KK really doesn't want to be there when they start that part of the exam either.

"Okay, make sure that the room next to mine is prepared for her. See if you can find any decent clothes that will even remotely fit her. Maybe one of the maids will have something. Let them know that they will be reimbursed for any clothes they donate."

KK nods and is more than happy to escape the room.

Just then the doctor has the girl move into position to do the pelvic exam.

Brice does his best to ignore the doctor, while at the same time making sure that he is keeping it professional.

He is rather pleased to see that the nurse does the greater part of that exam.

Once that part is finished the doctor helps the girl to sit up.

The doctor comes over to Brice, "She is a virgin. There are some signs that perhaps she was molested, but for the most part she is fine. There are no signs of physical damage other than the minor stuff that I saw from the molesting."

"Why does she look so empty then?" Brice asks even more worried than before. Physical and sexual abuse are things that he's had experience in helping to overcome.

"She must have witnessed something that caused the trauma. Whatever it was, it was significant. It will take a great deal of time to overcome and I won't be able to help. I was able to determine that she's dehydrated and looks like she hasn't eaten for some time. I would suggest some broth at first, that will allow her stomach to get used to having something in it while also giving her some badly needed liquids. Then give her some gentle foods. I'll leave a list with the cook."

"Thank you, doctor. I don't want her to end up like Ivy. What would you suggest?"

"I have a colleague that has had a great success with mental trauma. I'll get you his number. I'll call him tonight and give him some information and let him know that you'll be calling him."

"Will he be able to keep his mouth shut?" Brice demands.

"He won't say anything, but it will help if he doesn't see anything illegal. He normally doesn't make house calls, but I think in this case it would be better if he did. He'll charge extra for that." The doctor warns Brice about the expense, Brice doesn't like surprises and won't take well to having a high bill without knowing why it is so expensive.

"Understood. When he comes to see her I'll make sure that there won't be anything illegal out and about." Most of his men have legal permits for the guns that they wear. Most of them are body guards after all. 

Brice runs a company for body guards. Good training and even better cover for some of his more illegal companies.

Brice goes over to the girl still wearing the paper cover that was given to her and is shivering. Brice picks up his jacket that was laying across a chair and sets it over the girl. This is sufficient to bring her attention to him. There is no recognition in her look, but neither is there fear. That's enough for Brice, the last thing he wants is to cause her even more fear.

"Come, Little one. There is food and then you need to sleep." The girl doesn't respond but slides off the exam table and stands next to him. Brice takes that as a positive sign. She moved on her own and didn't need to be directed.

"Please, come with me?" Brice holds his hand out to her.

Hesitantly the girl takes his hand and he thinks that she actually sees him before she looks down at the floor.

"Are you ready?" Brice asks softly and she nods slightly. He takes that slight sign as a yes and carefully guides her through the door and to the kitchen.

There he makes sure that she gets a mug of broth and some toast and cheese. He doesn't like that it's so little, but the doctor did say to give her just small amounts at first.

As she finishes he tells her, "If you are still hungry you can have more if you like?" The girl shakes her head. Brice is thrilled. She hadn't answered him vocally, but she did respond to his query.

"Are you tired?" Brice asks her and waits to see if she will respond.

She nods hesitantly and looks at the man. He sees a bit of fear enter her eyes. "I won't be sharing your bed. You will have your own room." Brice tells her trying to reassure the girl.

She falteringly takes his hand once more as they head to the stairs. She shivers and Brice looks at her worriedly. "Are you cold? I know the floors can get very cold sometimes." The floors are either marble tile or wood depending on the room they are in.

The girl shakes her head then nods and looks down at the floor.

Brice is confused, then realizes that she was answering his question. She wasn't cold but the floor was.

He stands outside the door to her room and opens it. "This is your room." He brings her in and turns on the light. He makes sure that she sees him as he locks her door. He hears her breathing pick up. "I'm just showing you how to lock your door." Brice goes over to another door and opens it. "This door is to my room. If you need anything you are welcome to come in. You don't need to knock. I'll leave it unlocked, but if you want to lock your door," Brice shows her how to lock the door. "I'll bring you back a shirt to sleep in. KK, the man that helped you earlier, he'll bring you some clothes in the morning. I'll be having my housekeeper go shopping for you tomorrow morning and get you some things of your own.

"Once you are able to tell me your name and you want to leave I'll be taking you to whatever location you wish. You aren't a prisoner here, but I do have a lot of men here. It would be better for you to not leave your room alone. You are welcome to explore as long as there is someone with you to make sure that you aren't bothered. Do you understand, Little one?"

The girl nods her head. Satisfied Brice leaves her room to go into his. He comes back shortly. "That door over there is a bathroom. In the drawer is a new toothbrush. There should be towels and personal hygiene items in the cupboard in there. You are welcome to use what ever you wish. If you would like a certain scent or brand of shampoo or conditioner or what ever just let me or KK know, alright?" Brice waits for her to respond.

Shyly the girl nods but as he goes to leave she grabs his hand. He feels her shaking. 

"Are you okay?" Brice asks worried.

The girls shakes her head.

"You want me to stay with you?"

Savana nods.

Brice smiles, "I'll stay out here while you go change. If you want to shower, that will be fine as well."

The girl looks at him frightened. "I won't leave and I won't let any one in either." Brice tries to reassure the girl. Slowly she nods and retreats into the bathroom clutching the shirt he gave her.

Suddenly there's screams coming from the bathroom.

Brice jumps and then races into the bathroom. He sees her staring at her hands then she washes them over and over again.

"Shhh," Brice says and holds her. He knows what that action means. There was blood that got on her. Lots of blood and likely from someone she knows and possibly even loved. "You are safe and you aren't covered in blood. Shh, it's okay now. It's over, Little one. It's over." Brice turns off the water and dries her hands before pulling her into his arms.

"You are safe now. I won't let any one hurt you." Brice tells her softly and holds her sobbing body close to his.

As she stops sobbing hysterically he helps her change into his shirt doing his best to not look at her mostly naked body. He leads her over to her bed and pulls back the covers. She starts shaking once more. "I'm not going to touch you. You will be in here by yourself." Brice tells her but the shaking just becomes even worse.

"Would you like me to stay by you, not doing anything, just staying with you?" When he says this Savana stops shaking so much and manages to nod.

"Okay, would you like to stay here or would you like to stay in my room?" Brice once more gives her the choice.

Savana shrugs and so he leads her into his room.