Demons, Part 6
Friday, January 25th, 2008 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizziecWarning - this fic contains distressing themes.
Jack took the decision to take the girls back to the San. He instinctively knew that the school was no place for either of them at that time. From the San he could contact the school and tell them to call off the search and Joey to tell her to stop worrying because the girls were safe with him. The difficult conversation about where they had been and why could wait until both girls were settled and he could speak to his wife in person. Jack knew that it was not a conversation that should be had over the telephone if it could possibly be avoided. While he made the calls, the girls were taken to individual private rooms where they were taken care of. A nurse helped Con from her clothes and into a nightdress and a warm bed. Matron Graves took the much more difficult task of Len who had to be got into nightclothes and bed, but by this point could do nothing to help herself. She had completely shut down and needed to be undressed and sponged down as her youngest siblings were. It was while she was standing passive being stripped down, washed and put into a nightdress that her bruises were found. The vivid colours coating Len’s thighs caused the usually composed Helen Graves to gasp in shock. Still Len stayed passive, making no movement or sound, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling when she was finally in bed.
It was over half an hour before Jack finally finished making his telephone calls. Hilda Annersley had asked few questions, thank goodness, but Joey had been rather difficult and he had been obliged to tell her more than he had originally intended and now on top of his two eldest daughters he had his highly strung wife to worry about. He had at least persuaded her to stay at home, pointing out that the small fry needed her to be close to them. As he made his way wearily from his office towards the rooms where his girls were safely in bed he was intercepted by Matron Graves who looked as solemn as he had ever seen her. She took him to one side and told him what she had found while undressing Len. As he listened Jack looked shocked and even grimmer. With a heavy heart he continued his journey to see his girls.
When he reached the entrance of Con’s room Jack took a minute to pray for wisdom before taking a deep breath, gripping the handle and entering the room.
Jack took the decision to take the girls back to the San. He instinctively knew that the school was no place for either of them at that time. From the San he could contact the school and tell them to call off the search and Joey to tell her to stop worrying because the girls were safe with him. The difficult conversation about where they had been and why could wait until both girls were settled and he could speak to his wife in person. Jack knew that it was not a conversation that should be had over the telephone if it could possibly be avoided. While he made the calls, the girls were taken to individual private rooms where they were taken care of. A nurse helped Con from her clothes and into a nightdress and a warm bed. Matron Graves took the much more difficult task of Len who had to be got into nightclothes and bed, but by this point could do nothing to help herself. She had completely shut down and needed to be undressed and sponged down as her youngest siblings were. It was while she was standing passive being stripped down, washed and put into a nightdress that her bruises were found. The vivid colours coating Len’s thighs caused the usually composed Helen Graves to gasp in shock. Still Len stayed passive, making no movement or sound, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling when she was finally in bed.
It was over half an hour before Jack finally finished making his telephone calls. Hilda Annersley had asked few questions, thank goodness, but Joey had been rather difficult and he had been obliged to tell her more than he had originally intended and now on top of his two eldest daughters he had his highly strung wife to worry about. He had at least persuaded her to stay at home, pointing out that the small fry needed her to be close to them. As he made his way wearily from his office towards the rooms where his girls were safely in bed he was intercepted by Matron Graves who looked as solemn as he had ever seen her. She took him to one side and told him what she had found while undressing Len. As he listened Jack looked shocked and even grimmer. With a heavy heart he continued his journey to see his girls.
When he reached the entrance of Con’s room Jack took a minute to pray for wisdom before taking a deep breath, gripping the handle and entering the room.
