Matthew shook his head. "No but they never believe it wasn't me. They never believe daddy did it. They always believe daddy." He said. Crying harder. "The last one I think." He said softly. "They also believe daddy when he said it was my fault. Looking at her and stopped screaming and opened his hand. Holding it out to her. "Okay. Just for you." He said softly. Nuzzling into her. "Safe. Safe. Safe. Safe now. Safe. Safe. Safe." He said in a chant like way. Smiling a bit and slowly stopped crying. But was still shaking. "The nurses scare me." He whispered. "Make them go away." He said softly. He stopped whimpering when she said pet mouse. Looking at her curiously. "I have a pet mouse???" He said. His eyes going wide. "Take the spoon I want the mouse. I want my pet." He said. "They never let me have a pet. They killed my spider Harvey." He said. Sounding calmer and happy now. Shakingly holding out his arm so they could tend to it.<br/><br/>Crying out as they cleaned it with peroxide. WHimpering as it hurt. They then wrapped it in bandaging. Then cleaned him up. The other bed came there and the nurses worked together to lift him and put him in the new bed. He flailed and cried out for Viola. He then clung to her and pulled her into him. Whimpering as they scared him. The old bed was wheeled out. He looked at her. "MAKE THEM GO AWAY!" He didn't like that they were staring at him. Whimpering a bit. He dropped the spoon into her hand. They soon put him in restraints on his back. "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! LET ME GO! LET ME GO! AH!!! AH!!!! AAAAAAAAAH! AH!!! AH! NO! VIOLA! VIOLA!" He screamed over and over again as he struggled against the restraints. Pulling and tugging and screamed. The nurses had dispersed by this time.