Papa rushed into the room, carrying Bambi's limp body his arms. He looked psychotic, his eyes wide and swollen, with tears streaming down his face. The sound of labored breathing filled the room, and Raven looked up in alarm, then growled as he saw Papa.
          "What have you done?" Lace cried as she saw the little girl in this situation.
           "I-I am sorry." Papa stuttered, his face pale with horror. "I didn't know!" He cried.
           Bambi convulsed, spitting up food, and her eyes flung open. "Papa...?" She called.
           Papa looked down at her. "Bambi!" But she fell out of councinse, her eyes rolling again. He looked at Raven. "Come with me, please... We need to take her to the hospital!"
Raven's gaze was narrow and full of untrust. "Why should I trust you? If you want to take her, take me with you." He stated.
Papa looked at him then his daughter, and then nodded. "Then come."

When they got to to the hospital, a lady rushed to their aid, startled. "What happened?!" She glared up at Papa, wondering if he had caused this.
"I'll tell you once you get her help. I can't let her die." He cried like a baby, and the lady sighed and picked up Bambi carefully, and the 6 year old threw up. The women yelped in surprise, and ran into the hospital, papa following.
          Bambi was placed in a hospital, and the doctors took test on her. When they came back, he was told that she was in a coma and Papa looked terrified. "D-Did you just say coma?" He asked.
        The women nodded, and looked sympathetically at Raven, but then stern as she turned to Papa. "Now tell me what happened."
         The words came blurting out of his mouth, so fast he couldn't take a breath. He then explained that he would let the rest of the kids out. Raven gazed up at him in surprise. "
        "Even the youngest?"
         "Even the youngest." Papa nodded slowly, staring at his daughter, then fell on his knees, balling. "I'm so sorry Bambi! This is all my fault! If I go to hell I deserve it! Why hadn't I notice that you were all suffering... Just call 911 on me, I don't care."
           The lady looked exasperated, but then reached for the phone and called 911. He could hear their voices ringing through the phone. As quickly as the call ended, the quicker then cops came. He could hear sirens blaring outside, and people moving out of the way. "I'm going downstairs."
"Wh-"
He interrupted. "To the cops."
The women stared at him, then nodded and let him pass. He could see them, all holding the holster. "Put your hands up sir!" One of the cops yelled. He raised his hands with nothing to hide. "You are under arrest for child cruelty."
"And murder..." Papa stated in a semi quiet tone.
"Then murder too." He gathered the cops and two of them grabbed him and they walked to the cop car.