The girls looked towards Camila, Dinah walking out of the room and leading the small girl over to the door where the lady who would question Camila was. Camila was being questioned by someone different, the lady questioning her was the lady who usually questioned traumatized kids and teenagers.
Dinah made sure that the blanket was fully wrapped around Camila before bending down to her level. "Sweetie, this nice lady is gonna ask you some questions about what happened okay? You need to try and answer them, please. I can't go with y-"
Camila knew what Dinah was about to say and she didn't want her mommy to go bye-bye. She reached for Dinah and cried, "Baby I can't go with you..." Dinah cooed, tearing up a little bit. The lady bent down next to Camila, "She can't come with you darling, but she'll be out here waiting on you. Don't you wanna be brave for her?"
Camila hid her face in Dinah's side and shook her head. "Please, Camila, it is very important that you answer these questions so we can put the bad people away." This made Camila tilt her head, "Yea baby, you need to tell them what happened so that they can put the bad people away and they can't hurt you or anyone else ever again, okay?"
Camila slowly nodded and followed the lady back to the children's interrogation room, which wasn't much of an interrogation room because it looked a lot more friendly.
Camila spotted a stuffed puppy and went and picked it up before sitting down in front of the lady, playing with the puppy's ears.
"Okay, Camila." Camila looked up. "What's the first thing you remember?" She pointed to her face, the lady saw the handprint. "O... owie..." Camila whimpered. "Can you tell me where you were?" Camila shook her head.
"Bed." That was all she said softly. "Were you at your house?" Camila shook her head again. "Who was there." "J... Jesy... bad mans." "How many bad men sweetie." Camila held up 3 fingers. "What did they do to you?" Camila looked down, whimpering a little bit.
"Owchies from dem o... on my no-no spot a... an bad hits," Camila answered very softly. "What happened after?" Camila choked back a sob, "B..bad man no has moneies an other bad man say give money den h... him shooted other bad man." The lady wrote quickly, "What about after that?"
"Girls called Jesy a say bring me home a... an dem takes me home an Jesy drag me inside a... acause I hurt too bad a..an den drop me an I was scared an then mommy say her gonna beat up Jesy I... I think a... an mommy give me bath an den I go nini."
"What about what happened when you were watching the tv?" Camila flinched thinking about it and tears fell down her cheeks and she cuddled the stuffed dog closer, crying into it.
"J... Jesy tried a... a shoot me a... an then I... I seed everything dat happen a... all over again an then nice people in blue came a... an take us here. P... pease take bad men a... an Jesy bye-bye."
"That's what we're gonna do, Camila. Now, let's take you back to Dinah, okay?" Camila nodded and snuggled the puppy close as she was led back to Dinah. She quickly snuggled into Dinah's side.
"Did she talk?" Dinah asked. "She told everything," the lady said with a small smile. "You girls are free to go." The girls all nodded and Dinah picked Camila up as they walked out of the police station, noticing the tear tracks on her cheeks, she wiped them away.
"Baby, do you wanna go get ice cream? You did really well. Mommy is really proud of you." Camila didn't answer. "Milaaaa," Dinah cooed softly.
Dinah looked over her shoulder to see Camila fast asleep resting her head gently on her shoulder with her thumb loosely in her mouth. "Awee," Dinah cooed.
The girls looked up to see Camila sleeping cutely as they all got into the car. "Well, do you girls maybe wanna stop and get ice cream on the way home?" Ally asked everyone as she got into the front seat. The girls agreed to stop by and get some ice cream on the way home.
"Ummm, is there a shirt in here somewhere that will fit Camila?" Dinah asked her bandmates, "and maybe some pants, on account that if someone sees us I don't want them questioning the marks all over Camila..."
Lauren looked around the van, seeing a duffel bag in the back. She went back and got it, "This is some of Camila's pajamas," Lauren told Dinah, handing her the bag. "Are there any sweatpants or is it all pajamas?" Dinah asked, knowing Camila owned absolutely no pajamas that didn't look like they belonged to a 2-year-old.
Lauren shook her head. Dinah sighed a little and picked out a pair of loose pajamas, remembering Camila was still in a diaper.
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Dinah put the pajamas on the small girl, hoping not to wake her up and have her realize that she was in a shirt because she seemed to freak out when she had one on for reasons Dinah didn't understand.
The girls pulled into the parking lot of the ice cream place as Camila pulled herself closer to Dinah and gripped her shirt very tightly. "Shhh... I got you baby." Dinah cooed, tracing circles on her back as they got out of the car. It wasn't too crowded, so hopefully, they wouldn't get recognized.
They walked in and went up to the self-serve section. "Can one of you get mine and one of you get Camila a small one, cause I know if I get her a larger one she won't finish it? "I'll get yours." Ally offered. "I'll get Camz's," Lauren said. "Thanks, girls." They all filled up the cups and went to pay for their order.
Camila whimpered a little bit and pulled herself closer to Dinah, a few tears sliding down her cheeks. "Guys we gotta hurry up," Dinah said quietly to her friends as she bounced Camila lightly on her hip, trying to calm her down. As they rang up the last of the ice cream, Camila's cries became a little more evident, not loud enough for others to hear hopefully, but loud enough for the girls to hurry out of the ice cream shop.
Dinah quickly got in the back of the van with Camila and shut the door. Camila whimpered again, letting out gentle cries into her mommy's chest as she held onto her tightly, still sleeping. "Shhh..." Dinah cooed to her baby girl, "It's gonna be okay, baby," she continued as Ally started the drive home.
Camila hiccuped as her cries slowed down and eventually stopped. Dinah continued to trace her fingertips gently along Camila's side. Camila ended up completely calming down by the time the girls arrived back home. Dinah let out a sigh of relief that her baby girl had calmed down, "False alarm I guess..." she said as she carried the small girl inside.
The girls all made their way upstairs with Dinah holding Camila while the girls who were awake ate their ice cream. The girls watched the Fox And The Hound and started Finding Dory before Camila started tossing and turning, whimpering as she had been earlier.
Dinah knew that it wasn't a false alarm this time. Dinah picked up Camila before giving the girls a look, "Guys I'm gonna go and take her into another room to calm her down." Dinah said calmly. The other girls understood and gave Dinah a friendly and sympathetic smile. Dinah carried Camila into her room since they had previously been in the theater room.
Camila started to cry, "M..m..'ommy," Camila cried. "Shh... It's mommy, baby girl, you're okay. I got you." Dinah bounced Camila gently as she sat down with her. "Wake up, sweetheart... It's okay," Dinah continued.
Camila sat up, panicking a little bit. She looked around. She saw home. She saw daytime. She saw mommy. She was safe. Camila laid her head on Dinah's chest as Dinah wiped her tears from her cheeks. "Good job, baby girl, you're okay," Dinah cooed, leaving a kiss on her baby girl's forehead. Not too long after, she fell asleep holding Camila, who had also, peacefully, fallen back asleep.
