FNaF but AU/Less people die

Chapter 15

William glanced between Nessa and the back door. "I do suppose that's my cue to leave then."

Nessa glared at him and threw the knife down at his foot. "Over my dear body."

"That can be arranged." William bent to pull the knife out of his foot, but Nessa kicked it out of the way, damaging his foot further so that flinched this time.

Elizabeth noticed the knife slide towards them and picked it up with a fascinated look.

Charlie and Evan were too preoccupied with Henry to notice, but Michael shook his head and held out his hand. After hesitating for a moment, Elizabeth handed him the knife which he set out of the way.

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It was a bit of a blur for them all as the police swarmed in. Charlie remembered them calling for an ambulance for her dad. William was put in handcuffs, something something, sweating revenge 'I always come back' or whatever. She was asked questions, but she couldn't remember what they were or the answers she gave. A vague memory of riding in a police car to the hospital. Now she was sitting in a waiting room in the hospital with her siblings as they waited to be allowed to visit Henry.

Elizabeth was pestering Michael with far too many questions he didn't have the answers to. "What's going to happen to Father? Are we going to see him again? What was up with that lady who's apparently our sister anyway? Is she going to go to jail as well? How much longer until we can go see Uncle Henry? When do we get to eat? I'm hungry. Evan's probably hungry as well. Right Evan?"

Evan's eyes widened. "I mean. I could eat. I don't need to eat. At least not at the moment." Michael looked stressed enough, he didn't want to give his brother another thing to worry about and risk him going blind again or something.

Elizabeth, evidently, did not have the same thought process. "Mike? Why aren't you answering my questions? I'm not asking all of them at once."

Michael glanced at Elizabeth out of the corner of his eye, using all his willpower not to snap at her. He reminded himself that her curiosity was normal. It was to be expected. She was a child and what did he think would happen, that she would sit quietly? In any situation? "There will be a time for asking questions, Lizzie, but now is not that time. For now, all you need to know is that Uncle Henry will be fine, we should be able to see him soon, and you still have snacks in your backpack."

"Oh, right." Elizabeth pulled out an assortment of snacks and shared them with Evan.

Michael stood and walked over to Charlie. "How are you doing?"

"Never better," she responded sarcastically.

Michael closed his eyes for a moment and held back a frustrated sigh. "I'm serious. I know you don't like talking about stuff, but I don't want you being worse off than you have to be."

A nurse walked in and informed the kids that they could come see Henry now. The nurse glanced at Evan and Elizabeth snacking, but they didn't say anything.

Charlie was the first to walk in. She walked up to the hospital bed Henry was on. "How's your shoulder?"

"Hasn't felt this fantastic since I was your age," he said as he sat up.

"Okay, now I see why Michael find it annoying when I say stuff like that."

"I'm serious! Pretty funny injury story, actually. I'll have to tell you some other time."

"Are they going to have to amputate your shoulder?" Elizabeth asked bluntly. Evan gave her a horrified look.

"Tragically, I am still cursed to keep both my arms for now. Maybe next time," Henry joked. "How are you four holding up? Michael, Charlie, you two get your injuries checked out?"

Charlie shrugged. "I just have a few minor cuts."

"Mine's not bad either. If it's ever going to be infected it's too late," Michael replied. "Nothing I can't sleep off in a few days."

Henry shook his head. "Wrong. You two will get your injuries checked out by the end of the day. Especially since you," he pointed at Charlie. "haven't used your injured hand once and you," this time he pointed at Michael. "still look like you're in pain every time you move."

"Elizabeth had questions," Charlie declared, quickly changing the subjects and shoving her little sister in front of her.

"Fine. A few questions first. But then the two of you have to endure making sure neither of you die, okay?"

"Sure," Charlie said, not exactly sounding pleased at the idea.

"Can I ask questions now?" Elizabeth grumbled.

Henry nodded. "Alright, but one at a time."

"What's going to happen to Vanessa or Nessa or whatever her name is?"

Henry furrowed his brow. "That would be the employee, correct?"

"Apparently, she's our adopted sister as well," Evan said as Elizabeth nodded.

"I see... quite frankly I have no idea what her situation is or what will happen to her. Most likely she'll go on living her life as she has."

"What's going to happen to Father?" Elizabeth asked.

"He'll rot in jail for the rest of his miserable life, if we're lucky," Michael muttered to himself, not seeming to notice the others heard.

"Maybe choke on prison food," Charlie added with a nod.

"Maybe he'll go to therapy and become a better person?" Evan suggested, though even he didn't seem hopeful of the idea.

Henry cleared his throat. "Michael's not entirely wrong. He'll be in prison for a while. Depending on what crimes he's found guilty for. But there's enough evidence of child kidnapping. If I remember correctly it's four years for kidnapping a child. So I'd say we're rid of him for at least sixteen years."

"Unless he escapes," Charlie said.

"Which is a highly unlikely scenario!" Henry insisted.

"Still possible. Escaping from a prison sounds fun," Elizabeth added thoughtfully, now stuck in the thought of attempting to escape a prison.

"It's more than likely it going to happen," Henry said firmly. "If it does? We'll burn that bridge when we come to it."

"That doesn't sound right..." Evan said, though it came out as something of a question.

"It does in this case," Michael replied with a pained grin.

"But for now?" Henry began. "For now, we can relax."