Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2005 22:41:17 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: The E.R. Chapter 5

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The E.R.

Chapter 5

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I saw Pat standing there with a couple of
uniformed officers. I backed away from the bastard and let the uniforms have
him. "Get him the hell out of here," I said still mad as hell. "How the hell
did he find out I was TJ's foster parent? Better yet, how did he find out
where I worked?"

"I don't know," Pat said but I'll find out. "You're lucky I'm not taking you
with me."

"You're taking him?" I asked. "It's about time the DA agreed to prosecute."

"Freddy's mom came in and filed a complaint against him," Pat said leading
me to a chair. "That was enough for him to agree to go after him."

"How can we get his parental rights terminated?" I asked. "I don't want that
sorry son of a bitch getting TJ back."

Pat thought for a moment and said, "I think you should consult a lawyer."

"Lawyer?" I asked surprised. "Why should I consult a lawyer?"

"TJ said his parents are deceased and he was sent to live with his uncle,"
Pat started answering my question. "I think he may just be his legal
guardian and those rights are easier to get terminated. A lawyer can best
advise you what to do if you want to adopt him."

I thought about it for a few minutes then said, "I'll sit down with TJ and
see what it is he wants to do. I can't make any decisions without his
input."

I went back to work and finished out the day thinking about what Pat said. I
had never thought about adopting a child much less TJ. I was a single gay
man and some of my co-workers knew this. I didn't care because I told them
and they're cool with it but I knew how society was when it came to gays and
adoption.

I was able to get out a couple of minutes early and it was enough to beat
some of the traffic and be home before TJ. I got out of my scrubs and put on
some sweats then got a soda. I was just starting to check the mail when I
heard the front door open. I heard him say, "Dad, are you home already?"

"In the kitchen son," I said setting the mail aside.

He came in and gave me a kiss on the cheek and grabbed a soda from the
fridge then joined me at the table. I told him about his uncle coming to the
ER and making a scene. I didn't tell him all the names he called him,
however. He seemed genuinely happy that there was one less person to worry
about. After I filled him in on everything he said, "What's going to happen
to me now?"

"You have a home here for as long as you wish to stay," I said holding his
hand. "You're the best thing that's happened to me, son."

"I know Dad," TJ said looking at me with his sad puppy dog eyes. "I told you
that you make me feel safe here. Do you think you could adopt me?"

"If that's what you want," I said holding both his hands. "Then I will see
what we can do about it."

Things got into a routine for us with TJ going to school during the day and
me going to work. TJ had been with me for two weeks and it was time to see
if the gonorrhea was gone. I took TJ to the hospital and Dr. Miller was
working. After I got him registered, I took him into a room and we waited
until she was free. We didn't have to wait long when there was a knock on
the door and Dr. Miller entered. She was holding the swab in her hand and TJ
knew what he had to do. He looked at me and I went behind him and held his
hands after he dropped his pants. I held him firmly then Dr. Miller slid the
swab into the tip of his penis. "Oh shit Dad it hurts," TJ cried out. "Hurry
doc please."

Dr. Miller withdrew the swab as I held TJ while he cried. She put it in the
tube and had it sent up to the lab. I comforted TJ and said, "I know it hurt
son and we're sorry but this should be the last time you'll need that done."

I leaned down and pulled his pants and undies up so TJ could fix himself. I
took him down to the cafeteria for a chocolate milkshake. I knew it couldn't
do much for his aching penis but it would make his stomach feel better. I
had some coffee and watched my bottomless pit inhale his shake. When he had
totally consumed his treat we went back to the department to wait on the lab
results. I went over and looked in the box and there was a big stack of lab
reports. I thumbed through the stack and I finally found his near the
bottom. I pulled it out and sure enough there was no infection present. I
showed the report to TJ and said, "You're finally clean now son."

He hugged me and said in a soft voice, "Thank God. I've been wanting to jack
off for over a week."

We were just about to leave when my cell phone rang. We went outside so I
could answer it. I had put a call into a friend who was an attorney and he
was getting back to me. I saw his name come up and the caller ID and I said,
"Hi Fred, thanks for getting back to me."

"Hey sweetie anything for you," he said. "What's up?"

"I need to talk with you about possibly adopting a 14 year old boy," I said.

"Can you be here in about fifteen minutes? Fred asked.

"Sure," I said. "I even have TJ with me. I think you should meet him if we
decide on proceeding with the adoption."

"Sounds good Mike," he said. "I'll see you here soon."

"Come on TJ," I said lets get going.

"What's up Dad?" he asked getting into the car.

"We're going over to see Fred Billings," I said. "He's a lawyer I know and
he's going to help us with this adoption thing. He's good and I know he'll
do us right."

We walked into his office and said to the girl at the desk we were here to
see Fred Billings. We went to sit down when the door opened and Fred came
out. He walked over to me and hugged me there in the waiting room. TJ stood
up and walked over to us and I said, "Fred this is TJ, TJ this is Fred
Billings."

"Hi, nice to meet you," TJ said extending his hand towards Fred.

"Likewise," Fred said leading us back to his office.

We went into Fred's office and sat down and Fred asked, "What do you know
about TJ's parents?"

TJ spoke up saying, "They're both dead. They died about a year ago and I was
sent to live with my Uncle. That was until a little over a month ago."

"What happened then?" Fred asked taking notes as TJ spoke.

TJ looked down at the floor and didn't want to speak. I leaned over and
whispered, "It's alright son. Fred's gay too so he won't think bad of you."

TJ looked up and relaxed. He wiped his eyes then said, "He caught me fooling
around with my friend Freddy and started swinging at us with his belt
calling us all kinds of names."

I spoke up saying, "He was arrested yesterday and he's in jail at the
present time. I don't know what he's been charged with though."

"That's fine," Fred said. "Did he adopt you TJ?"

"No Sir," TJ said. "I wouldn't want him to anyway."

"I think his custody of TJ might just be his parent's last will and
testament," I said. "I don't know what the legal implications are of that."

"Unless it's been approved by the courts, it might not be any more legal
than a temporary custody arrangement," Fred said making loads of notes. "If
that is the case, with him in jail he may have void it himself. I'll have to
look and see if they left a will. Do you know if they did TJ?"

"No Sir," TJ said. "They didn't have a whole lot so I just can't say."

"That's fine," Fred said. "What is your full name TJ?"

"TJ Preston," he said.

"What does the TJ stand for son?" Fred asked again.

TJ rolled his eyes and said, "Oh do I have to?"

"It's OK kiddo," I said. "Fred's not gonna make fun of you."

"Alright," TJ sighed. "It stands for Terrance Jerome."

"OK TJ," Fred said writing it down on his legal pad. "Well here is what I
suggest reaching into his desk and handing me several forms to fill out.
"Fill those forms out. That's the paperwork needed to file a petition with
the court so you can adopt TJ but leave the date blank. You can fill the
date in later. TJ, I need you to fill out this form so I can file it with
the court when the time is right to be appointed your Guardian at Litum. The
first thing I'm going to do is check with the probate court and see if your
parents left a will. If not, getting him removed as your guardian will be
easy. You'll be free to adopt TJ because his parental rights won't have to
be terminated."

"Why," asked TJ surprised at what Fred just said.

"That's because he's not your parent," Fred said looking at TJ. "He just has
custody of you and that might not be legal."

I looked at Fred then said, "I'm really glad he's been arrested then."

"This has turned out to be a blessing in disguise," Fred said. "Now, do
either of you have any questions?"

TJ and I looked at each other and shook our heads. "Nope," I said to Fred.
"I think you've covered everything. Do you think my being gay will be a
problem?"

"No, not at all," Fred said. "I've helped several gays and lesbians adopt.
When I question you I will bring up your sexuality and I do this for a
reason. I bring it out and show the court that you're not ashamed of who you
are. Plus this way the other side can't bring it up depicting you as someone
who is just after a child."

"Dad's not like that," TJ said standing up quickly.

"I know that TJ" Fred said.

"Calm down son," I said pulling him onto my lap. "You might hear them say
things about me that aren't true or make me look bad. But you know me and
that I love you."

"TJ it will be alright," Fred said. "I do this with all my clients and it
works."

"Alright," TJ said. "I just don't like hearing people say bad things about
my Dad."

I put TJ on his feet and then stood to shake Fred's hand. Fred rubbed TJ
hair and said, "I know you don't but you know what the truth is. Just never
forget that and it will be fine."

Fred opened the door and gave each of a hug before we left. When we got
outside I said, "Are you alright son?"

"Yeah Dad," TJ said. "I hope you get to adopt me but I'll be happy being
your foster son too because you'll always be my Dad. Can Freddy spend the
night?"

I smiled at him and said, "If it's alright with his Mom. I think I know
what's on your mind."

"Daaaaad," TJ said blushing.

I handed him my cell phone and said, "Call him."

Candy answered the phone and I heard him ask if Freddy could spend the
night. It wasn't until he let out his "ALRIGHT" that I knew the answer. TJ
started talking with Freddy then he said, "Dad can we pick him up now,
please?"

I thought I would make him sweat a little and said, "Gee I don't know. Is
your room clean and your bed made?"

"Daaaaad," he yelled.

I was laughing very hard and said, "Alright son, we'll stop and pick up
Freddy then get a pizza for dinner on the way home.

Freddy put his bag in TJ's room then came out for dinner. I think we set a
record for polishing off a 20" pizza. It was gone in less than 5 minutes
with the boys eating the lion's share. After dinner the boys went to get
their shower and I needed to have a word with them before they did. I looked
them both in the eyes then said, "Guys, I know you're boyfriends and are not
strangers to sex but I want you to refrain from oral sex for another few
days. TJ doesn't have the infection in him but let him clear himself out
first just to be safe. I know it's been a long time since you've been
together and I want you both safe."

Each boy hugged me and said they understood and agreed to wait before having
oral sex. When they were in the shower I watched the news and thought about
the two of them. In a way I was jealous of what they had because I'd been
looking for it too. I had gone so long without a friend I just gave up and
decided to remain permanently single. I heard the bathroom door open and the
ruckus of two young teenage boys as the came down the hall. I was about to
say something when I was pulled up by them then hugged and kissed. I looked
at them in total surprise then TJ said, "Thanks Dad."

They both had grins on their faces so I guess they each popped a nut and
felt better. Freddy had spent a lot of time over here the past several weeks
and I've told him to ask if he wants something. He looks at me and said, "Do
you have any ice cream?"

I was out so I decided to make a trip down to the boardwalk. "Get your
shorts on," I said heading to my bedroom to get my wallet and keys.

We went down to the boardwalk and found the best soft serve ice cream stand
in the area. After we got our ice cream, the boys got large chocolate cones
and I got a large chocolate sundae, we decided to stroll around and take in
the spring evening sights. Spring break started on Monday and tourists were
starting to come to the area so local vendors were staying open later trying
to make a few extra sales.

This was TJ's first spring here and he was in awe of the sights. I would
have to bring him back during the week when everything was in full swing. I
finished my ice cream and just tossed the bowl into the bin when TJ said,
"Dad, see the guy with that boy over there?"

I looked and there was a guy leading a boy with him. "Yeah, I see him," I
said keeping my eyes on him.

"That's him," TJ said.

I kept my eyes on him and started walking as fast as I could without trying
to spook him. I tossed TJ my cell phone and had him call the police and I
kept following the man. I saw the boy start to pull back and he grabbed him
by the hand and give him a hard yank. He leaned down and said something to
him and he seemed to relax and go with him as if nothing was wrong.

I'd been following him down the boardwalk for about three blocks when he
turned and headed for the street. I was familiar with where he was going and
my heart started to race. He was heading for a parking lot and I knew if he
got to his car I could lose him and more importantly, there could be another
boy with gonorrhea. He crossed the street and sure enough, that's where he
was headed. I started to trot so I could close the distance between us and
then he turned and saw me.

At first he didn't think anything of it as I pretended to be out for an
evening jog. I tried to keep my eyes off him but it was if my eyes were
locked on his every move and I couldn't look away. I knew TJ and Freddy wee
behind me so I decided to go for broke. I checked for traffic then broke
into an all out sprint. The guy threw the kid to the ground hoping I would
go to him and let him go, but he was wrong. He started running through the
lot and I was trying to cut in between them when I slipped and lost my
footing. I got my feet back and took off again but I saw him get into a car
and start it up. I kept running towards his car hoping he'd stall it but
such was not the case.

I managed to make it to where he was parked just as he pulled off throwing
rocks and dust into the air. I figured he was going to do that so I looked
towards the ground to protect my eyes. In doing so I was now looking at his
license plate and tail lights. He managed to throw enough dirt into the air
that all I saw was the first three letters of his license. I grabbed my pen
out of my pocket and wrote down 1HT. I walked back to where he threw the boy
down and TJ and Freddy were there with him. I could see the dejected look on
TJ's face when I came back empty handed. He came up and hugged me saying,
"You tried Dad."

I was still huffing and puffing but I managed to say, "It was a total loss
son. How's the boy?"

"He skinned his knees but he's alright," TJ said as we went over to see him.

I went to touch his knees and he cringed. Freddy smiled at him and said,
"It's cool Barry, that's TJ's Dad."

"He'll hate me," the scared boy said.

"No he won't," TJ said. "Do you remember what I told you?"

He seemed to relax while I looked at his injuries. "Hi Barry, I'm Mike," I
said as I helped him to his feet and moved out of the middle of the parking
lot.

I sat him down under a street lamp just as the police pulled up. The officer
got out and said, "Are you the ones who called?"

TJ filled the officer in on the history of the guy then the officer turned
to me and said, "Did you get a decent look at him?"

I shook my head no then said, "I didn't see him but I did get a partial
license number."

"Well that will be a little help," he said. "What did you get?"

I stuck my hand up and said, "1HT."

He wrote the number down then said, "Do you know how many cars have that as
the first three digits on their plate?"

"Quite a few I suppose," I said. "But how many are on a classic 1966 Ford
Mustang?"

"Not too many," the officer said.

We were still talking when another police car pulled up. I wasn't paying any
attention to it until I heard a voice say, "Mike, what in the hell are you
trying to do?"

I knew the voice so I said, "Trying to catch that son of a bitch and keep
another boy from getting hurt. I damn near got him too."

"You could have got yourself killed in the process," he said.

"I doubt it," I said very sarcastically. "I did manage to get you guys
something which is more than you have now."

"That's right," the uniformed officer said. "He got us a partial plate on a
66 Mustang."

"Officer, do you have a first aid kit in your car?" I asked wanting to clean
up Barry's skinned knees.

"I'll get the paramedics here," he said.

"That's not necessary," I said. "I'm a registered nurse."

A voice came over the radio and said, "Partial plate 1HT on a 1966 Ford
Mustang no match on file."

To be continued