Date: Sat, 28 Sep 2013 00:54:41 -0700
From: Hunter <wolfpup@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Kyle's Ten Golden Rules (GAY / Young friends) chapter 28

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KYLE'S TEN GOLDEN RULES
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT


There was a stranger at the door that I didn't recognize.  Yet somehow he
seemed oddly familiar and I couldn't figure out who it was as he talked
with my father for a moment seemingly introducing himself before my dad
invited him inside.  Then it seemed to click as I figured out it was the
voice that sounded familiar.

My dad saw me standing there and motioned me over.  "Oh hey Kyle, this
gentleman says he knows you and Evan.  He says he's here because of
something you sent him and also to protect Evan's and Mattie's interests.
Do you know what he's talking about?" He asked me as I looked down and
nodded my head a bit shocked about the unexpected visit, and also
uncomfortable about not having said anything to my dad earlier.

"Yeah, sort of." I responded.

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The man standing in the doorway looked to be in his fifties, well dressed,
manicured, and extremely sophisticated looking.  It was Alex, Dmytri's
lawyer from New York, and he didn't look sleazy though like you hear about
regarding many lawyers, but more down to earth despite how sharply dressed
he appeared to be.  Next to him was a professional looking woman who seemed
to be accompanying him in a business capacity.

It kind of surprised me that he would drop by unannounced like this, but
then I don't know why he wouldn't.  When Mattie was almost abducted and
hurt I had recalled what Alex had told Evan at camp just as the meeting was
coming to a close.  He had said something to the effect of that he'd be
there for him by his side when the time came, and then had asked Dmytri to
make sure to pass on his private information to us.  I don't know why, but
for some reason that had always remained in the back of my thoughts.  At
the time it had been very cryptic, but now I was beginning to wonder if he
knew some things would inevitably come up.  So when Mattie got hurt I
reached out to him sending the pictures of Mattie's injuries and filling
him in with what was going on.  He had emailed me back saying he would look
into things and make some recommendations, but I never expected him to show
up on our doorstep.

"I see," my father responded inviting the man inside.  "Kyle, you better
wake up the boys and have them come down since this appears to involve
them, but go get your Aunt Liz first before you go upstairs." He suggested
as I did what I was told.

Evan and Mattie followed me into the room as Alex got up and greeted them
warmly making the boys feel at ease.  "So boys, as I was explaining to your
folks, it appears that Don has gotten a lawyer and they are fixing to do
some legal maneuvering.  Now Evan I took an interest in you at camp because
of what Dmytri told me regarding your situation.  There were multiple
alarms that went off inside my head so I did a little digging at the time
just in case there ever came a point when information was needed.  Then
when Kyle contacted me about Mattie and what happened along with the
pictures I felt I needed to do even more digging."  The man informed Evan
as the boy just looked at him in shock.

"W...why would you want to help me out...I mean I can't afford a
lawyer...and do I even need one." Evan asked the man seriously who just
smiled back at him warmly.

"Well first off Dmytri spoke highly of you, and secondly I always take on
pro bono cases when I can.  Do you understand what that means?"  He asked
Evan pointedly as the boy scrunched up his eyebrows thinking.

"Yes, I think so.  It means you are going to help for free." He stated in a
sort of questioningly kind of way.

"Very good, yes.  As for you needing a lawyer I think you do need one.  As
I said I've been doing some digging and I'm a bit worried.  First of all
Don is trying to have some legal wrangling done.  There have been some
accusations laid down on both sides now, and it is going to be a legal
mess, but for now that isn't my major concern.  What he hasn't indicated
yet to anyone is the financial wrangling that I have a feeling he and his
lawyers are working on.  Mrs. Prescott have you signed any documents or
anything...I mean...with Don or anything?  He might have had you sign
things telling you they were for something else...has that happened?" He
asked as my dad spoke up.

"No...nothing like that.  I made sure all the insurance money and
everything left behind when the boys' father died was taken care of, and
everything was already in place with the house, so there really wasn't
anything legal concerning that; although, for the life of me I don't know
how Don managed to get his hands on your savings Liz?" My dad sighed
shaking his head as he looked over to Liz who sat down thinking to herself.
"Liz, please tell me you didn't sign anything when I wasn't around." My
father exclaimed as Aunt Liz's eyes began to well up.

"I...I don't know Kevin...maybe." She admitted making my dad stand up and
curse as she just winced.

"Kevin settle down." My mom tried to calm my dad as he held his hands to
his temple.

"For the love of God Liz, I told you never to sign anything; especially,
with Don." My dad groaned as he looked at his childhood friend and sighed
holding up his hands up in a sign of peace when he saw her stricken face.
"Sorry Liz, I didn't mean to yell." He told her softly and sat back down
looking over towards Alex.  "If she did...now what?" My dad asked as Alex
nodded his head.

"Well first it seems as if Mrs. Prescott doesn't know what she signed so I
think we had better get documents of our own signed and recorded to start
protecting some of their assets which are left over.  I understand the boys
each have investment portfolios from part of the insurance money left
behind by their father.  This was very good thinking on your part and has
probably saved that money from being touched as of yet.  In almost all
instances insurance money like this is protected, but sometimes things can
get muddled up in the legal process, and before anyone realizes it the
money just disappears.  The first thing we need to do is file documentation
that severs Don from any more of your assets; especially, the boys.  Next,
I am going to remove any money in the boy's names and have that money
hidden in a safe place where Don or our country's legal system won't ever
be able to lay their hands on it.  This is only a precaution, but I have a
feeling Don and his attorneys are at the moment trying to locate this money
and get access to it."  Alex stated as he had the lady open up her
briefcase and pull out some items.  "This is Susan and she is a certified
notary in the state of Kentucky.  Any documents signed today will be
notarized.  Mr. Schonefeld I suggest you get me any documentation
pertaining to the boys' investment portfolio." Alex stated as everyone got
busy.

Within an hour all the appropriate paperwork was signed, and to our
surprise any assets belonging to Mattie and Evan were safely tucked away in
an offshore account.  He even set it up in a way that the boys were
benefiting more from the interest accruing in their new account than it was
originally when my father had set it up.  Mrs. Prescott signed any
appropriate paperwork after my father looked them over.  He trusted Alex,
but the types of responsibilities he had because of his position in the
army had taught him to read everything before signing anything.  Alex
praised and encouraged my father, also making this a valuable lesson for
Aunt Liz as they went over the documents with her explaining everything so
she understood exactly what was being signed.

"So, here comes the tricky part." Alex began as he looked at all of us.
"There is a major decision to be made about the house.  I understand you
have a buyer already lined up and that at least Liz will not have it
foreclosed on her.  In addition she will actually have a nice little profit
from selling the house.  I have a feeling Don hasn't said anything yet
because his lawyer is planning on seizing the money as soon as it hits the
bank.  I've talked to the prospective buyer and to the bank about the
matter explaining the situation.  They've all agreed to my proposal.  If
Don has any documentation that Liz has given him concerning any rights to
the house then he will be able to swoop in and take the money claiming he
has a right to it.  So, we've worked it out so that the house will go into
default leaving Don holding the bag for any money owed on the house if he
all of a sudden makes a claim to it." Alex explained as my dad got a
worried look on his face.

"How's that going to work...I mean Don won't produce any documentation if
there isn't any money in the account." My dad pointed out as Alex nodded
his head and continued to explain the plan.

"The deal you have set up with the new buyer will go through, but done as a
private deal through my law firm.  There will be a fee for that because
there is just no way around it; especially, if we want things to be legal
in that regard, but don't worry it is a nominal fee in the big scheme of
things.  Don't ask how the rest of all this is done because we are getting
into a gray area regarding the law and what we are doing.  However, with
everyone's cooperation it is being done under the table so to say, but
everything still technically legal; although, like I said in a gray area so
to speak.

First off we will be having money transferred into Liz's account as if it
is still going through, but it will be a mistake on the bank's part.  The
bank will tag the account so no money can come out at all unless our bank
manager approves the money.  This way when Don and his lawyer comes in the
manager will ask for documentation.  Of course they won't know that the
account is tagged, and it will just look like the manager doing his job of
checking out such an unusual request.  Don and his lawyer will gladly
produce the documentation thinking the bank has no legal standing.
Normally this would be true, but the money will be tagged as a mistake the
bank made, and not belonging to Liz in the first place.  At this point the
bank now has the documentation in hand, and it can be recorded legally as
him being totally responsible for any default.

Now once this is taken care off the bank can come after Don since he has
laid claim to rights regarding the house.  The bank manager will now have
recourse to seize all of his assets since technically he will have
defaulted on the house.  I've already investigated Don and have found all
his assets.  In one fell swoop the banks will seize those assets and other
bank accounts freezing him out of any money he has.  I will then be able to
go in later and reclaim any money he has stolen from Liz, but that aspect
of things may take some time to sort out."  He explained making all of us
sit there in stunned silence at the deviousness of this man.

"Holy shit." I exclaimed.  "Too bad Riley is missing out on this.  Only he
would truly appreciate how you've manipulated the system." I shook my head
while my parents just looked at me reproachfully for my potty mouth.
"Um...sorry...it's just...," I apologized while my dad chuckled and Alex
seemed pleased that I thought Riley would be impressed.

My dad cleared his throat and just shook his head trying to hide his smile
at my reaction.  "Well I can understand your sentiment son because I think
holy crap is what was about to come out of my mouth, but for real
Alex...you can do all of this?" My dad asked the man who just shrugged his
shoulders and nodded his head.  "Damn, that's good news.  Sure I understand
things can take a while, but to have all his assets frozen so that in the
end Liz can recuperate her losses is just good news.  If nothing else at
least the boys' funds are still safe.  Oh this reminds me what about Evan's
scholarship he won for the painting?" My dad asked as Alex smiled at him
reassuringly.

"Well that can never be touched by anyone.  I am the one who set it up and
even if Don lays claim to it the only people who can use it is Evan for
College when he turns eighteen.  If he does not use it for college by the
time he is twenty five, then the money is his free and clear with no taxes
involved.  By this time any documentation Don has regarding Evan would be
void anyway since he would be an adult by this time.  Don is trying to
claim Evan as his responsibility to look after his finances; the award
can't be changed even if he wanted it.  So that aspect of things you don't
have to worry about either.  Any other questions?"  Alex asked as we all
looked at him and I spoke up.

"What about...Don coming around and stuff.  He already tried to grab
Mattie. Sure he had a mask on and all, but we know it was him.  Can we take
any legal action, and what about him beating up Aunt Liz?" I asked him as
he nodded his head leaning over to pat my arm sympathetically.

"Listen regarding Liz, it is hearsay again since no one was there.  A
police report has been filed and this is good.  We are going to file a
restraining order, and I will be talking to law enforcement so they
understand that if they sit by idly because there are legal issues
involved, then there will be consequences.  So far they have sat on the
sidelines, but I will be setting up a meeting with them personally
outlining their responsibilities, and any lacking thereof, the consequences
involved.  Believe me when I am done with the local police department they
will realize that not only their jobs are at stake, but also the
department's money because I will sue them for every penny and then some.
Not only what they have on hand, but anything set aside for their
retirement and benefits as well, not to mention any future finances coming
into the department.  They will come around very quickly and help watch
over you guys keeping an eye out for Don.

We sat and talked some more until it got close to the time we were going to
have to get ready for our soccer practice.  It was Monday and dad needed to
get to work as well.  He had gotten permission to stay home for the morning
hours since we had just gotten home, but he needed to get back to work.  As
for me and Evan we had been gone an entire week already from practice.  Of
course the coach understood and had explained it to the players in regards
to an emergency having come up with our family, but it was time to get back
and focus on the State Championship.

I was coming back downstairs when I heard my dad still talking to Alex.  At
first I didn't pay that much attention to it, but then got the feeling
there were some important issues still going on.  Hesitantly I walked
towards the dining room area since they were in the kitchen to listen in on
their conversation.

"Listen Kevin," I heard Alex say to my father.  "There is also another
issue I wanted to talk to you about.  As you know there are rumors that Don
is...um...you know...connected.  I've done some reaching out
through...um...let's just say patrons through our firm who are legitimate
business associates...but...um...have to deal with certain...how should I
say this...certain elements in their clientele base." Alex seemed to pause.

"Well...um...yes...I see." My father seemed to acknowledge.  "What were you
able to find out?" He asked.

"Let's just say there really are some connections regarding the issue
involving Don, and our firm has reached out trying to smooth some things
out so it doesn't come back on to you guys.  These people aren't
necessarily happy with Don, but he is the nephew of...let's just say an
important figurehead...whose sister is important to him.  Evidently he's
had issues with his nephew before, and since this jerk is his sister's son
has sort of had him under their protection." Alex paused again.

"So, this could create problems for us?" My father indicated.

"Possible, but like I've said they aren't happy with Don and what has been
going on...so who knows.  I just think it is important for you to know if
things kind of go badly.  There may come a time when I will have to reach
out to them and maybe you as well.  They do seem to have some honor among
them, and meeting someone like you might sway things a little when the time
comes.  I'm not saying it will get that far, but just be prepared.  I'm
sure they don't want any part of Special Forces breathing down their
neck...even if it is in an unofficial capacity in your case." Alex pointed
out.  "After all due to your particular circumstances you have your own
connections and loyalties that they will find a bit discomforting."

My father nodded his head understanding exactly what the man was referring
to.  "Alex, I need you to do me a favor.  I need you to get in contact with
them and let them know that I'm not looking for a fight, but do emphasize
to them that if anything were to happen to my family that there will be
war, and believe me; they don't want any part of that." My father stated as
I took pause because he came off as very serious making me shudder a bit
horrified at the implications.

"I understand." Alex seemed to sigh.

"No...I don't think you really do Alex.  The things I've had to do...you
know...for my country, but this...," my father paused.  "This Alex hits
closer to home.  I need you to emphasize to them come heaven and earth if
anything happens I will hunt them down one by one...," my father paused
making me bite my lower lip nervously, and a bit afraid of what he was
implying.  "Well...anyway...I think you get the idea, and do let them know
I am very good at what I do, and that I have resources available if and
when the time comes to follow through on my threat."

"You sure you want to go this route?" Alex asked my father.

"Yes...I've dealt with people like this before, not here of course but
nevertheless all the same, and it is the only thing people like that seem
to understand.  Things are quiet and running smoothly in their line of work
for now, and I'm sure they look at this in a more business like manner.
Rocking their boat so to speak is not in their organizations best interest.
They only understand about threats, and they need to understand I'm a
threat they've never had to deal with before so it would behoove them to
think things through in the bigger scheme of things." My dad stated as I
walked away not wanting to hear anymore since it was really beginning to
frighten me how big this seems to have become.  If anything, this whole
thing with Don was even scarier now.

After Alex left my dad found me sitting out back on the porch overlooking
the lake, and smiled warmly at me as he took a seat on the steps next to
me.  "I've got something for you." He told me as he held his hand out
towards me.

Looking at him questioningly I reached out my hand, and he clasped his
around mine folding them over my smaller fingers forcing them closed.
Pulling my closed fist in front of me I opened them up, and looked down at
the small round item.  It was familiar as I looked up questioningly arching
my eyebrow while my dad produced a thick greeting card sized envelope
showing it to me.  It was a thank you card with a long hand written letter.

"You're friend Grant sent me a heartfelt letter of thanks, and it arrived
on Saturday.  He seems like a very thoughtful and kind young man.  These
days few boys would take the time and effort to personally thank someone
they've never met.  He wanted me to know how much he appreciated the
information on his father, and also said Riley was very grateful too.  He
also told me what you did, and how indebted he is to you for your kindness.
I talked to the boy's mother...I mean I know Ms. Dobson isn't Grant's
mother, but he refers to her as his mother.  Anyway, I talked to Ms. Dobson
and she explained some things even further." My dad explained as I nodded
my head understanding.

"I...I just thought he needed it more...you know." I whispered softly
looking up at him apologetically.

"No need to apologize Kyle, and if that is how you felt who am I to say
otherwise.  From this...," he held up the card and letter, "I would have to
agree." He told me ruffling my head and leaning over to give me a kiss
before getting up leaving me alone looking down at the challenge coin he
had placed in my hand as a replacement to the one I had given to Grant.  It
was a little beat up, and I knew this was the second original one he had in
his pocket from all those years ago.  He always carried two, and I had been
the first one he had given out the original one to, and this was the one he
had in his pocket at the time he had given me mine.  For him to offer up
one of the original coins to me after I had given out the other one held a
special moment in my heart as I placed it in the holder feeling the weight
of it settle around my neck almost comfortingly.

Even though at the time it seemed like things were at their worst with
Alex's visit, things seemed to settle down into a sort of routine over the
next several months for all of us, and actually got better.  Both of our
teams ended up winning the State Championship, which was a special moment
for all of us, and the rest of the summer seemed to slip by lazily.
Towards the end of summer my parents threw a big party at the house for the
families who worked with my father, and it was a complete success with
everyone having a great time.  It was like the last big blast of summer
vacation, and before we knew it both Mattie and Evan celebrated birthdays,
and school was upon us.

Evan seemed to grow even more as a person when school began with Jaden
right there by his side through thick and thin.  The two boys continued to
be inseparable doing everything together, with my curly haired boy
outgrowing his shyness and making a lot of new friends in school.  Of
course a part of his popularity started taking off because of being Jaden's
friend, but also he became popular because of the notoriety he had received
for his win with the art competition and his state win on the soccer team.
Both boys took all of this in stride and remained grounded as their
popularity continued to rise.

Even Mattie seemed to have completely recovered from the frightening
experience at camp leaving it all behind.  Time heals most things and he
was still really young so had left it all behind him forgetting most of
what had happened to him.  He had settled down after getting back from
Santa Cruz, and corresponded frequently with his friend Grant.  They often
did video conferencing speaking hours on end.  In a way I sort of felt bad
for the two of them because it was obvious that both were completely
smitten with one another, well at least to me and Evan, since we had
watched the relationship from the beginning.  Of course he had his urges
and needs since the genie was out of the box so to speak for him sexual
wise, but he no longer felt the need to go looking for it anymore.  When
Benji came over to visit, or when we went over there, he seemed content
enough to fool around during those times, but it was Grant that he was
yearning for with that sort of relationship.  As for Benji he was alright
with it, but had found a girlfriend in the meantime and seemed happy about
their relationship; although, I had my suspicions that he wasn't getting
anything by way of sexual gratification yet with her.  This probably
explained his willingness to still fool around with Mattie when the two of
them visited together.

Alex had kept his promise with the police, and they came by regularly to
check up on us no matter where we were in town.  It was a small community,
and the police force of five was all that was needed so it was inevitable
that our relationship with them became more personalized.  At first they
resented having to be forced to make runs over to see how things were
going, but after a while we all became sort of connected in a friendly
manner.  At times they would come inside the house to enjoy a casual chat
and a cup of coffee or something cold to drink.

It got to the point where we would see them all the time around the house
or in town.  When they spotted us boys they would pull over flashing their
lights and sound their siren real quick to get our attention.  It became a
sort of game as we would wave or walk over to have a chat with them.  They
would talk casually with us asking how things were going in school, sports,
and hobbies.  It was almost as if they became our extended uncles and aunts
in a way, and engaged us with the every day happenings in our lives.  Their
presence in our family circle became routine, and we would see them at the
oddest moments.  For the police it no longer was about a task, but more
like a casual thing for them to do.

As for Don it seemed as if he too had sort of faded into the background of
our lives.  Alex and the banks did catch him in their net.  Instead of
getting away with more of Aunt Liz's money he was held accountable for the
default on the house once they had all the paperwork.  Evidently he had
managed to get Aunt Liz to sign over the house to him, and he also had
paperwork on him with Power of Attorney over the kids, which had been
nullified with new paperwork filing that Alex had Aunt Liz sign on that day
he came to visit.  They managed to seize most of his assets including the
money he had stolen from the Prescott's, and he was now having his own
headache's with legal issues.  So for us he was becoming only a distant
memory in our lives allowing us to move forward with ours while Alex dealt
with him and his lawyers.

Even though the banks had frozen Don's accounts, it didn't mean that Aunt
Liz had access to them yet.  This wouldn't happen until the courts made
their final rulings.  So even though the Prescott's where doing better
financially without the burden of foreclosure on their shoulders, they
still weren't ready to move out on their own.  Our family didn't mind in
the least, and our two families blended together nicely so we were content
having them stay with us.

Aunt Liz had returned to work further stabilizing their finances, and I
think it made her happy to be self sufficient.  She insisted on paying rent
to my parents, which they had protested against, and she also insisted on
paying her fair share of food money and utilities.  To be honest I was
fairly certain my parents had set up a separate account under Alex's
guidance with the rent money they received for the boys' future since our
family was doing fine financially.  We weren't rich or anything, but we
were comfortable enough with our finances that my parents felt it was a
good thing to take the rent money and invest it in Mattie's and Evan's
future.

It was the end of November now with Christmas only weeks away as the
weather changed becoming cooler and much damper.  It seemed to be raining a
lot lately, and although the weather did get cooler it wasn't as if it were
freezing or anything.  In our area the average temperature remained around
forty degrees Fahrenheit.  Cold, but nothing all that bad most things
considered.  It did snow in the area sometimes, but we tended not to see
that much of it like in other parts of our country, yet it did tend to get
wet around this time of year.

I was a sophomore in high school this year, but I did make the varsity
water polo team, and today it was my turn to show up early helping to set
up the pool.  It was Saturday and as usual raining with a bit of a bite in
the air as I got out of the SUV in a pair of gray sweatpants covering up my
small Speedo, and hooded sweatshirt to protect me from the damp drizzly
weather.  My dad got out with Sage in tow as I pulled my gear out of the
back careful of the groceries we had just picked up.  Even though it was
raining today dad was planning on having a barbeque so we ended up at the
grocery store first.  Evan was with us as always because he liked to watch
our team practice, but personally I thought it was more due to enjoying
seeing me in a tight pair of Speedos which seemed to turn him on to no end.
As I pulled out my bag it knocked over one of the grocery bags spilling out
some vegetables making the dark curly haired boy giggle.

Spotting what was so funny to him I had to laugh as well recalling our trip
to the store.  While shopping both me and Evan got a little bored so we
just sort of wandered around letting dad pick up the supplies he needed for
the barbeque.  We ended up in the vegetable section, and as I was looking
around I came across these hot peppers that looked just like a kid's
foreskin covered penis.

"Here you go Evan," I giggled holding one of them in front of his crotch
making him laugh as well.

"Damn, stop that." He chuckled shoving my hand away and looking around
making sure no one was watching.  "Besides that's way too thin." He
continued to laugh and blush.

"Yeah, well the length and shape are just right though." I snorted before
putting it back in the bin.

"No way, mine's not that short...is it?" He asked picking one up and
looking at it while I shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe...um...sort of...well...at least when you aren't hard." I told him
trying not to laugh at the scowling look he gave me as I continued.  "I
don't know...um...you might be just a little longer than that, but the
pepper just looks kind of small because it is really thin and long where
yours is way thicker.  You have to admit though that it looks just like a
kid's hard pecker who has foreskin...well a kid with a thin one...you
know." I replied while he just nodded his head and giggled again as the
image of someone running around with a thin two inch smoking hot one
sticking out in front of him entered his mind.  "Geeze dude...get your mind
out of the gutter already." I teased him as he gave me a friendly shove.

"Me...what about you...hell it was you who brought it up in the first
place." He retorted his smile never leaving his face while his eyes
glittered playfully at me making me roll my own eyes at him.

The green waxy like stiff Serrano Peppers were about two inches long with a
half inch diameter, making it like one and a half inch in circumference,
and a cylindrical shape that tapered off at the ends.  They had a sort of
natural looking slight curvature to them, which to be honest really did
make the peppers look exactly like a kid with a small hard-on that had
tight foreskin.  We couldn't help ourselves as we continued to tease one
another with the pepper until Evan spotted the brussel sprouts.  Giggling
he picked up two of them and held them below him while I put the pepper
just above the two small round leafy cabbages.  Both of us busted up
laughing because it was just way too hilarious.  We continued to goof
around with the vegetables teasing one another until my dad showed up
placing a few of the Serrano peppers in a bag to purchase.

Evan and I looked at each other and started busting up making my dad shake
his head wondering what had gotten into us.

I couldn't resist as I pointed towards the brussel sprouts.  "You sure you
don't need any of those to go along with the peppers?" I asked keeping a
straight face noticing Evan's features go white as a sheet.

My dad just looked at me and shook his head.  "Those don't go with these at
all." He retorted screwing up his face making that yucky face just making
it impossible to hold back anymore as I began to roar in laughter making my
dad just gawk at me as if I had gone off my rocker.

Poor Evan looked mortified as if he were about to piss his shorts, but I
just couldn't help it.  Before long even Evan began to chuckle, and then
roar out in laughter not able to contain it anymore.

"What's gotten into you boys?  Settle down or I'll make you eat these hot
peppers." My dad teased us as I slowly recovered holding up my hands saying
I give.

I've had the hot peppers in some of my fiery foods before, and knew they
were about a thousand times spicier than Jalapeno peppers so I most
definitely didn't want to eat them raw.  It did however make me wonder what
zesty dish my dad was planning on making later on today.  If there was one
thing I enjoyed, and that was spicy hot food, but I had a feeling that from
now on I wouldn't be able to eat spicy dishes without giggling picturing
Evan walking around with the pepper and two brussel sprouts held out in
front of his crotch.

Now as I grabbed my bags I couldn't help but savor the scrumptious eye
candy of the slight figure standing before me.  As always Evan looked
adorably sweet; especially, dressed in a pair of yellow skinny jeans that
left little to the imagination of what was tucked away between his legs.
He was wearing a similar hooded sweatshirt like me that hung down across
his waist settling just above his small round like bulge in the front of
his pants.  Heaven forbid should he ever try to hide that sexiness of his,
I chuckled to myself.  Beneath his sweatshirt I knew he was wearing that
white tee shirt he had bought when we were in Santa Cruz.  On front it had
a graphic design image of a surfer punching through a tube with his hands
dragging across the water leaving a trail behind it.  My heart thundered in
my chest, and I could feel myself beginning to chub up as I scrutinized him
more closely.  Evan caught my gaze smiling knowingly as his eyes
automatically flipped downwards towards my mid-section and giggled sweetly
knowing what was happening to me.  For his part I noticed something seemed
to twitch a little in his nether region as well.

Of course Evan looked at other boys, as did I, but it was me that I often
caught him staring at and smiling affectionately during our practice
sessions at the pool.  I had to admit it was a turn on knowing how much he
enjoyed seeing me dressed in my tight form fitting Speedos.  It made for
some gripping sex sessions afterwards when we got home.  Of course I would
shower at school with the rest of the guys after our practice session to
get the chlorine off of my skin, but once we got home he would literally
tear off my clothes for a bit of fun.  At night after we went to bed we
would cuddle together, and it never ceased to amaze me how wonderful it
felt to have him so close to me.  I never got tired of the simplicity of
this act as I held him in my arms.  Most often we would just cuddle falling
asleep in one another arms completely content, but sex had also become an
ordinary part of activity in our daily lives.  Even though we had sex
together now on a regular basis, there most definitely wasn't anything
routine about it as each time with him was almost as if it were happening
for the very first time.  It was truly difficult to explain, but he excited
my body to no end, and I just trembled inside and out when we were intimate
together.  I could feel the same stirrings inside of my sweet boy when we
pleasured one another.

It's been months since I've felt Evan's love thumper inside of me, but for
the most part this didn't really bother either one of us since we both felt
such an act was something very intimate and personal, and should happen
during special moments.  We were content with other ways of pleasuring each
other, and to be honest I think Evan did feel a bit self conscious at times
about having all of me while he hadn't given himself over completely to me.
He knew I didn't mind and wouldn't ask him since I had promised I wouldn't,
but he still had some reservations about completely opening himself up to
me so I never pushed the issue.  I was happy so it didn't bother me in the
least, and we were still both very young so we could wait.  He had taken
back control of his own sexuality, and when he was ready for this last step
in our relationship then it would happen on his terms.

As I pulled my gear out from the back of the SUV I heard a familiar voice.
It was Doc walking his German Sheppard.  His house was just around the
corner from the school, and he often parked his car in the parking lot and
played with his dog on the large flat soccer field on the school grounds.
We chatted for a minute or two with Doc winking at us conspiratorially
making both me and Evan giggle knowingly as we remembered our trip to his
office this past summer.  Even though the curly haired boy was mostly over
his shyness these days, it didn't stop him from blushing as he recalled
that embarrassing visit.  Waving good bye, with my dad promising to pick us
up in a couple of hours, we left my dad and Sage behind as they visited
with Doc and his dog.

The smaller pool complex was on the back side of the main school building
so we made our way down the narrow sidewalk that would take us to the
smaller structure.  Slinging my small gym bag over my shoulders we rounded
the side of the building, hiding us completely from my dad's and doc's
view.  All of a sudden I felt myself being shoved into a small alcove
behind some bushes.  It caught me by surprise for a second until I felt
Evan's soft warm lips pressing up against mine, and then felt his hand
pushing against my crotch.  He had conveniently slipped his hands beneath
my sweatpants, and was now cupping his fingers along my silky bulging
Speedo making me moan excitedly.  Our lips separated as I leaned back
against the wall enjoying the feel along the length of my bulging erection.
My eyes locked onto Evan's sparkling gaze for a moment, and then watched
him keenly as he dropped down onto his knees.

I quickly looked around a bit in a panic at what he was about to do.  We
were in a small kind of alcove along the corner of the building that was
protected from the weather.  There was a large bush, which concealed us for
the most part, but I could see the cars zooming along the busy street not
all that far off in the distance.  I didn't think people could really see
anything from their cars speeding along the busy stretch of road, and the
school grounds were completely empty, so unless someone was looking for us
specifically they wouldn't even know we were there.  Despite this though
there was still this element of being completely exposed out in the open,
which made things exciting as I now felt Evan shoving down my sweatpants
and Speedos around my thighs exposing me to the elements.

The damp air swirled around my sweaty boy pouch and erection making me
quiver delightedly at the sexy feel of it along my normally concealed skin.
Looking down just in time, I watched excitedly as Evan's warm lips slid
over my steamy torrid rearing mustang.  I've seen this same scene a million
times now, and each time it made me tremble excitedly.  Over the months
I've matured a little more as my small patch of curly pubes had thickened
and filled out some more around the base of my shaft and outwards.  I was a
late bloomer than most of my classmates, but I was finally entering that
stage of maturity where I still had those boyish features yet my body was
becoming more filled out and chiseled.  Even my sex organs had developed a
little more with my penis getting a bit thicker and longer while my
testicles seemed to drop down heavily between my legs.  These days I was
topping out at around four and a half inches.  Still a bit on the small
side of average for a boy my age, but to be honest I loved my size.  I've
seen some of the guys in my class who were just all hairy and disgusting
looking, and their package didn't look right on them.  Yet, when I saw
myself in the mirror my body just seemed to fit nicely including how my
boyhood looked.

My insides began to roil in the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm.
Both Evan and I had become very in tune to one another's sexual needs, and
our sex play had evolved to the point where we could now go for a much
longer period of time without blowing our corks so soon.  We've learned how
to manipulate and edge each other to the precipice before pulling back
prolonging the inevitable, but we have also learned how to steal those
quick moments bringing ourselves to a rousing climax in a very quick
manner.  This was one of those occasions as we both understood we didn't
have a lot of time to mess around.  Evan knew I needed a bit of relief, and
so he was more than happy to provide me with a bit of stimulation making me
smile fondly at my sexy love.

Evan's tongue slid along the underside of my ridge finally sending me over
the edge as my two Fuji Apples clinched tight behind me while my two lumpy
truffle like whirly-gigs jerked upwards into my body cavity. My hips rocked
forward and I allowed the euphoria to take over as a burning sensation ran
up the inside length of my bucking stallion to explode inside of Evan's
damp mouth.  Lately even my protein frappe had become thicker and more
copious.  By this time though the curly haired boy had become completely
accustomed to the thick cream of soup that I now produced, and he lapped up
the bowl greedily enjoying every drop of it.  My body quivered a couple of
more times as I squeezed out a few more drops into his greedy mouth while I
sucked in the damp moist air into my lungs.  I slumped backwards leaning
heavily against the cold brick walls of the building as I tried to recover.

I pulled Evan up towards me and greedily sought out his lips pressing them
up gently against my own.  The taste of my heavy teenage boy jam permeated
Evan's mouth, once more sending a charge coursing through my body as my
hands greedily ran along the boy's sleek skin below his shirt.  The heat
from his body wrapped us both in a cloak of warmness as I swiveled
positions with him and slowly dropped to my own knees with my sweatpants
and Speedos still wrapped around my thighs.

My eyes settled on Evan's large sized lump in front of his yellow skinny
jeans as his own steed pressed up against the fabric looking for freedom.
I could feel the smaller boy shaking in my arms as my fingers gently
stroked along the sides of his stomach.  He let out a soft moan and I
looked up at him smiling for a brief second noticing he was already leaning
backwards arching his hips forward expectantly.  I unsnapped his pants and
slowly eased down the front of his zipper seeing his bulge eagerly pressing
past the thick yellow fabric.  I pulled down his jeans around his knees
smiling at the large like tent forcing his blue plaid colored boxer briefs
outwards in front of him.  About a month ago he began to wear those baggy
boxers instead of those cute white boy's briefs he used to wear.

Sighing I looked up at him and smiled.  "I think you look a lot sexier when
you wear tighter underwear." I told him giggling making him chuckle.

"Yeah, I'm sure you do, maybe like the kind Mattie wears." He giggled
knowingly as I smiled up at him before reaching up and pulling aside the
wide leg gap in his boxers exposing his fleshy torrid wild pony.

For some reason time seemed to have stood still for my sexy little stud.
Nothing much had changed for him yet, making me realize he was going to be
another one of those late bloomers just like me.  He didn't seem too
concerned about it though, and appeared happy enough about things not
letting it bother him.  However, the other day I did point out a small
strand or two of pubic hair that was beginning to thicken in his otherwise
pale desert landscape.  I paused briefly taking in his beauty as my left
hand shoved up beneath his baggy opening and began to kneed his fleshy
dimpled melons making Evan quiver delightedly.

"Hurry up Kyle," Evan moaned looking down at me.  "Someone might show up."
He added enjoying the feeling welling up inside of him at just the idea of
getting blown in such a public place making it seem so naughty in some
ways.

Smiling up at him I eased my lips over his hard sweaty bucking wildness,
and began the process of breaking in his pony.  My body trembled excitedly
for Evan as I wrapped my other hand beneath his baggy boxers cupping his
other dimpled melon, and pulled him even closer to me taking all of him
into my warm damp mitt including his two large marbles that seemed to
bounce around in my mouth.  I opened up my lips enough to allow my tongue
to slither out as I ran it along the thin crease that ran towards his
little brown eye forcing his testicles even further into my mouth to
accommodate this bold move.

Evan trembled at the sensation of my tongue along his sensitive crease and
moaned softly as I finally allowed his bag to slip from between my lips.
Sliding my tongue back inside my mouth I ran it along the bottom side of
his beam feeling it start to swell and expand more as the boy allowed his
climax to begin its rise.  My tongue slithered inside his lid and flicked
up against the meaty part of his cherry finally bringing him over the edge.
I could feel the blast of his pearls as they squeezed past my tongue that
was still inserted inside of his warm sleeping bag.  It was an odd
sensation feeling the warm gooey substance forcing its way past the
obstruction of my tongue and into my mouth.  Somehow being so close to the
actual source of the explosion heightened the flavor of sweetness on my
taste buds as I too began to moan swallowing down every succulent drop of
his creamy white chocolaty liquid sauce.

The smaller boy moaned softly as his hip shot outwards forcing even more of
him into my mouth.  "Ummph, ummph, uuumph, umph," he gasped as his fingers
curled around my hair and he began to come down from his high.

I could feel his short stumpy fatty start to deflate in my mouth, but I
left my tongue beneath his hooded sweater and continued to flick the tip
against his slippery glans.  Before long I felt him tense up again as his
second orgasm ripped through his body forcing more of his thin liquid
sweetness down my palate.  To me this was like getting a blast of pure
protein which would act like a rocket propellant during practice.

A few seconds later I let his now broken in mount slide from my lips and
rose to my feet.  Leaning my forehead up against him we kissed lightly
pressing our warm lips together and began to giggle conspiratorially as we
both looked at each other before tugging on our clothes trying to
straighten ourselves out.  He had a bit of an easier time pulling up his
tight fitting jeans than I did with my Speedo, but in short order we were
both tucked away suitably enough as we snuck out from behind the bushes
taking a quick look around to make sure no one had seen us.

Rounding the second corner of the building we made our way between some
ancient oak trees and maples giving us some protection from the wind and
rain which currently seemed to blow in the direction of the pool we were
heading towards.  There was a small rise before it leveled out in front of
the small structure which housed the swimming pool.  We made our way over
to the side entrance, but it was locked so we pounded on the door trying to
get someone's attention inside.  I was running a little late so the coach
and a couple of other designated swimmers should already be inside.

When there wasn't any answer I lifted up my fist to pound on it again when
the blood in my veins turned cold.  "Hello boys." I heard a leering voice
that I recognized.

Evan whimpered audibly as we both turned around to face the man who had
been torturing the Prescott family in one way or the other.  First with
Evan doing it under the radar for years, then with Evan's mom, and finally
even sweet innocent little Mattie when he tried to grab him for whatever
reasons.

"W...what do you want Don." I spoke up clearing my throat.  "There's a
restraining order out on you, and you need to go so leave right now." I
told him forcefully as he just sneered at me.

A gust of wind sent a chill all up and down my spine as it shifted towards
the main school building.  I detected some movement by the door, and as
soon as it opened I shoved Evan towards the opening while at the same time
flinging my bag and body towards Don catching him by surprise.

"Run Evan now.  Go get some help." I shouted out as I saw him tumbling into
one of my fellow polo players as the door shut safely behind him.

My sudden move had caught Don by surprise as we tumbled on the grassy wet
ground beneath the branches of an old oak tree.  The man was bigger and
stronger than me, and I knew it was suicide to remain like this so I rolled
off of him getting up on my feet with Don right on my heels.  Damn, the guy
was quicker than I thought forcing me to try another tactic as I suddenly
stopped in my tracks, squatting down low, and reversed directions launching
myself right towards his feet as I rolled.  Once more my move had caught
him by surprise with him tumbling right over me falling hard face first
onto the ground giving me just enough time to regain my composure as I
effortlessly rose to my feet.  I thought about running for it, but I didn't
see anyone by the pool door, and Don was blocking my only real route of
escape to the main school building and possible help from people by the
main street.

My eyes searched frantically for a way out of this situation, but there
simply wasn't anything as Don hastily jumped to his feet facing me with the
nastiest scowl I've ever seen on anyone.  "It's all because of you." He
hissed with hatred in his eyes.  "If it weren't for you it would all have
worked out, but you had to stick your nose in my business.  Well I guess
for now I'll just have to settle for you and come back for the others one
by one." He spat out as he reached out for me a lot quicker than I thought
possible.

However, my own adrenalin was pumping in my body and I deflected his lunge
ducking down low again slamming my fist up against his ribcage catching him
by surprise.  Don instinctively double over protecting his side as I came
up hard with my knees.  I connected, but he had seen the move coming, and
deflected most of the force away from his face by crossing his arms in
front of him.  My knee slammed into his chest hard enough that it propelled
him backwards into one of the oak tree.

The look of sheer hatred in his eyes made me pause, which was a big mistake
on my part because it gave him enough time to reach inside his coat and
pull out a small pistol.  Not knowing what else to do I charged him, which
probably saved me because it forced him to fire at me before he was ready.
Despite this though I still felt something burning along my right side that
made my body contort and swivel around effectively slamming me against a
smaller maple tree.

My mind went completely blank there for what seemed like hours, but I knew
it was probably only a couple of seconds, enough time for Don to square his
shoulders and look down at me with a leering smile.  The right side of my
stomach was burning like fire as if someone had thrust a red hot poker
inside wriggling it around, and when I looked down there was blood pooling
all over my lower body, around my thighs, and the ground.  It was a
complete mess, and my breathing became difficult as I sucked in air into my
lungs with short gasps while my body began to tremble and spasm on its own.
Then a sort of calm seemed to descend over me as I found myself wrapping my
left hand around the challenge coin hanging from the necklace around my
neck.  I pressed my other hand against the wound and casually looked up
into eyes that seemed to burn with hatred.

Don lifted up the gun slowly pointing it towards me and smirked.  "See what
you are forcing me to do." He declared as he cocked the trigger on the
small handgun while I just looked up at him calmly without flinching.  It
must have been the calmness of my gaze that made him pause for a second.
"You're not afraid?" He asked me a bit stunned as I just shook my head.
For a second I thought there was a glimmer of hope because I saw a
softening of his features.  Then just as quickly the hardness of his
resolve returned and I saw him start to squeeze on the trigger.

This is it, I thought to myself as I just smiled knowing that at least Evan
was safe, and that Don was in big trouble at this point.  I knew my dad
wouldn't rest until Don was finished and no longer a threat to anyone.  I
heard the loud crack of the gun going off and I flinched as I felt a
searing pain along my inner thigh that radiated outwards with a burning
sensation all along my groin.  The fucker had shot me in my balls was all I
could think of as other sounds seemed to fill the air now.

It was a strange noise making me furl my eyebrows because it was the sound
of someone screaming bloody murder, but it wasn't coming from me.  I looked
up and noticed that Sage had his jaws clamped around Don's arm, and there
was blood gushing all over the place as he began tugging on the larger man
tearing into his flesh exposing his tendons and arteries.  The gun was
nowhere in sight anymore, probably dropped onto the ground when the large
dog had sunk his teeth into the man.  I realized that it was Sage who had
come to my rescue just in time launching himself up against the gunman.
Don was desperate as he lifted his body upwards trying to dislodge the
Malinois off of his arm.  Just then I saw another large figure fill my
sights as a boot connected right between the shoulder blades slamming Don
into the large oak tree.  As soon as the boot connected I heard an awful
sound of bones breaking and then a limp body smashing into the immobile
giant tree.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as I saw Don standing upright
for a couple of seconds against the tree before his legs seemed to give
way, and he slumped onto the ground.  An awful smell seemed to fill the
dank air around us, and I noticed a large wet spot pooling around the
crumpled form lying on the ground.  Don was still conscious as his eyes
welled up with tears and seemed to move around pleadingly in their eye
sockets.  That was the only thing that seemed to function on Don as I
realized the stench was from a mixture of urine and feces as the man's
bowel released when he lost total control of his body functions.

Just then I saw Evan's slight form flinging himself next to me with tears
streaming down his cheeks.  A few other figures began to congregate around
as well while I reached out a bloody hand towards my sweet little boy and
brushed them against his cheeks.  He was sobbing uncontrollably now as I
tried to calm him down.

"Hey Evan, guess what?" I tried to chuckle as he just sniffled settling
down long enough to respond.

"W...what?" He hiccupped.

"Rule number nine." I smiled up at him as he took my hand into his own and
frowned.

"W...what...I mean I don't know that one." He admitted as he tried to think
which one I was talking about, which made me beam proudly knowing that he
was actually keeping track of the rules.

"Never get in front of a loaded gun." I whispered softly as my mind began
to get fuzzy and my whole insides seemed to burn.

My father knelt down next to me removing my hand, and I noticed him getting
pale as a sheet when he saw my wound.  He looked up at another figure who
appeared winded gasping for air, and I smiled softly recognizing that it
was Doc carrying his medical bag.  He must have run all the way, just now
catching up.  My mind tried to wrap around what was happening because it
seemed to me like everyone had arrived relatively quickly making me think
that evidently Sage must have noticed something wrong early on.  Because
even as fast as the Malinois was there most definitely wasn't enough time
for him to have shown up after the first shot was fired.  No way could Evan
have gotten a hold of my father that fast either, so it must have been Sage
who had alerted my father to the danger.  He must have bolted towards me
signaling that there was danger with my father in hot pursuit, and even Doc
must have noticed, and also took off running after taking the time to put
his dog in the car grabbing his bag at the same time.  I thought it was
pretty cool for the older man to chase after Sage and my father like that
because it was a pretty good distance for an old guy like him to be
running.

The elderly man gently pushed Evan off to the side and knelt down along my
other side shoving away my father's hand since he had taken over applying
pressure to my wound.  "He's gut shot doc." Was all my father stated as he
got up pulling out his cell phone.  "Someone call 911 right now." He
shouted out as my polo coach spoke out and stated he already made the call.
"Doc how bad is it?" My dad asked as he began scrolling through his phone
numbers.

"I...I don't know Kevin.  It's a gut shot and...well...you know." Doc
paused looking up into my eyes, and I could tell that evidently gut shots
are not good so I tried to smile reassuringly at him as he continued.
"It's along his right side, towards the edge though...so I don't know for
certain.  I don't see an exit wound." He told my father frowning a bit
concerned as he reached inside his medical bag and started to pull out
several items while my dad dialed the phone.

"Um...Doc?" I whispered as the elderly man smiled at me but continued to
work as he gave me some sort of shot that seemed to work immediately on me
effectively numbing my pain.  It was strange but I hadn't realized just how
sweaty I was as I now began to notice big drops dripping along my face as
it mixed with the dampness from the rain.

"Yeah, what's on your mind Kyle?" The elderly man asked in a gentle voice
looking at me a bit funny as I looked around at all the people staring at
me.

"Um...well I know it isn't time for a physical or anything...," I stated
stupidly, "but do you think you could sort of...well take a look for me?" I
asked him as he scrunched up his eyebrows.

"What...now...here...in front of everyone?" He asked me a bit stupefied as
he continued to work on my wound.

"Um...yeah." I whispered softly forcing him to lean his ear closer to me.
"Um...I...I think Don may have sort of...well...let's just say I might not
be as big down there as I used to be, and believe me doc, I didn't have
much to spare to begin with." I managed to chuckle wincing in pain as the
elderly man's eyes just widened and he immediately looked down between my
legs noticing a second pooling of blood.

"Shit," He gasped surprising both me and my dad as he immediately tore a
hole along the seams of my sweats and took a quick look.

"What's wrong." My dad shouted, but had to break off as someone on the
other end answered the phone.

"Damn Kyle," The doctor seemed to sigh in relief.  "Just a graze along your
inner thigh and everything seems to be intact, but thank goodness you were
wearing those Speedos or who knows what he might have blown off." The doc
couldn't help but chuckle in turn making me laugh as well once more wincing
in pain before he got serious again with my other wound.

In the background I could here my father now as he talked on the phone.
"Yes this is Sergeant Major Schonefeld, I need to speak to the General,
it's...," I heard him pause for a moment before he tried again.  "Yes
Lieutenant, I understand he's in a staff meeting but I need to speak to
the..." My father began before looking at the phone and cursing.  "That
fucking asshole cut me off." He spat as he dialed the phone number again
looking as mad as I've ever seen him look before.

Someone must have picked up the other end again as my father spoke a bit
roughly.  "Listen Lieutenant this is Medal of Honor recipient Sergeant
Major Schonefeld.  You must be new on post to not recognize the name, but
if you hang up that damn phone on me again I'll have you dragged to the
flagpole by the entire Special Forces Battalion and strung up by your
balls.  I do not ask this lightly, but you will accord me all the courtesy
afforded to me of a request from a Medal of Honor recipient, and of my
deeds in the heat of battle.  I need you to ask the General if he will give
me a moment right now because it is a matter of life and death Lieutenant."
My father stated in the phone as there seemed to be a short pause.

"Yes General, thank you for taking my call.  I wouldn't ask this of you,
but it is extremely important." I heard my father talking to the general as
everything seemed to go hazy around me.

Doc seemed to notice and looked at me critically.  "Kyle stay with me." He
demanded as Evan's sweet face began to swim in front of my eyes.

My body shivered and I got really cold.  "I'm cold doc and tired.  I just
need a minute to rest my eyes." I sighed softly as I heard a lot of
shouting going on around me before everything just seemed to fade away.

My eyes would blink open at various times as a cold darkness seemed to
cloak me in its deathly grip.  I felt blankets wrapping around my body at
one point, and Evan looking down at me his eyes brimming with tears.  I
wanted to so desperately reach out and comfort him, but I was so cold and
just didn't seem to have the strength as I once more faded away.  Then
there seemed to be a rush of wind and noise, and I woke up feeling colder
than ever as everything seemed to shake around me with a sort of deafening
kind of noise.  I looked around noticing I was in some sort of cramped
space filled with military personnel as they frantically seemed to work on
me.  I was in some sort of vehicle as I looked out noticing us lifting up
into the air.  Everything around me seemed to shudder and sway around a bit
before I shut my eyes and once more spiraled into the cold depths of
darkness.  A short while after that I saw lights flashing by me as if I was
running down a long tunnel, but all around me were figures dressed in green
scrubs.  Doctors and nurses I assumed, but who knew for sure because it all
seemed like a dream anymore.  Then there was nothing but blackness and
silence all around me for the longest time, but I didn't seem so cold
anymore.

Ever so slowly I climbed and clawed my way out of the darkness just to the
edges of awareness afraid to completely shuck off the comfort of emptiness.
I could hear voices in the background of my thoughts that were somehow
familiar.  The voices began to invade my consciousness as I tried to cling
to the peaceful like emptiness.

"Thanks Captain," I heard my father's voice.  "I really appreciate your
support."

"That's alright Sergeant Major, how's Kyle doing?" He asked my dad.

"He was lucky.  The bullet hit him in the side of the stomach, mostly his
muscle mass, missing any major organs.  Instead of digging around for it
they decided to just leave it for now since it isn't doing any harm where
it is lodged.  Thank goodness it was only a small twenty two caliber slug
or it could have done a lot of damage on him.  As it was he had lost a lot
of blood and it tore him up pretty good on the inside.  I'm so thankful
that the General authorized a helicopter pick up, and to be honest we just
lucked out with that military medi-vac chopper doing some training runs
close by.  They were literally only ten minutes away from us.  They had
everything ready to go, and it may have just saved Kyle's life you know.  I
mean who knows what all could have gone wrong if he was picked up by the
ambulance and driven all that distance to a major medical facility that is
equipped to handle such a trauma.  He was better off over here on base with
doctors experienced with bullet and battle wounds." I heard my father
breath out heavily.

"Then it is a good thing everything worked out the way it did.  What about
the asshole?" I heard the Captain spit out vehemently.

"Yeah, well he won't be giving the boys anymore grief.  To be honest he's
lucky to be alive because from what I understand he just lay there
completely ignored for the longest time until the ambulance arrived.  They
took him to the local clinic, but couldn't do much for him.  Evidently he's
paralyzed from the neck down and will be peeing in a bag for the rest of
his life.  Hopefully that will be in a prison cell where he can rot away
for what I hope is a very long life filled with misery." My dad's voice got
a bit angry at that point as I heard him take a deep breath trying to calm
down.  "Sorry Captain...just you know."

Yeah I know and that's alright Sergeant Major, you can count on our team,
hell for that matter I've already heard from most of all the other Special
Forces companies in all the battalions Kevin.  We are all here for you,
practically everyone on base.  Just tell us what you need and we are all
here for you." I heard the other man speaking up as it finally clicked that
I recognized the voice as the Captain on my dad's team.

"Thanks Captain, you have no idea what a relief that is for me.  This guy
is connected and I've already contacted Alex for help." I heard my dad
sigh.

"The fancy lawyer from New York...how can he help?" The Captain asked my
dad.

"He's reached out and has made contact with Don's...um...associates.  He's
set up a meeting, and I've got to take care of this before they decide to
do something rash.  Since Don is in the clinic close by they will be coming
in to see him.  I've put my wife and the Prescott family on post in the
temporary living quarters for safety reasons.  You know...just in case.
The police in our town offered to provide protection, but they aren't
equipped to handle things if these guys do decide to do something.  At
least on base it will be harder for anyone to get to them...if they are
even able to find out my family are there.  I didn't tell anyone where I
moved them, so that is unlikely but who knows.  But with Kyle, well
everyone already knows he is in this hospital so I'm mostly afraid for him
since he is in the middle of this now, even more so than Evan.  I'm afraid
for my family, the Prescott's, but mostly Kyle." My dad paused a while as I
tried to digest the information in my fuzzy mind.

"So...what do you need?" I heard the Captain ask my dad.

"I need to take off for a day or two...to take care of this mess.  Can you
arrange the leave time for me?" My dad asked without me hearing a reply,
but what must have been an affirmative because my dad continued.  "That's
great Captain I appreciate it.  I'm hoping that maybe we can get some guys
to take turns watching over Kyle, but only as long as they understand the
dangers.  I don't want their families to get hurt as well." I heard my dad
ask hesitantly.

"Done Kevin...and don't worry.  We all know the risks, but I'll be sure to
fill everyone in on what is really going down.  I'm sure there will be
plenty of volunteers and we will all take turns with Kyle.  I'll also have
some of the guys take turns watching over the rest of the family...just in
case.  There are more than enough people on post willing to take turns with
watching over your family Kevin...believe me.  We all owe you that much." I
heard the Captain respond as I slowly opened my eyes.

Pain shot throughout my body as soon as I became completely conscious.  It
was intense and extreme as my eyes began to water, and I gasped out loud
moaning audibly before I heard a loud scream bouncing off the walls in the
small room.  It made me cringe until I realized it was my own voice as an
intense pain exploded unexpectedly throughout my body.  I couldn't control
myself and instinctively grabbed for my coin, but it wasn't around my neck
and I began to panic.  I wanted to curl up and hold myself, but the pain
was too intense.  All I could do was grab on to my hospital gown around my
neck while my other hand along my side constricted around the sheet and
bedding as I squirmed and continued to scream out in pain.  My father's
face immediately floated in front of me as he placed the palm of his left
hand on my brow and his other hand on my cheeks.

"Nurse," I heard him screaming out as he looked back at me calmly.  "Just
breathe in slowly Kyle," he urged me.  "Just relax...help is coming." He
assured me as my vision blurred because of the wetness welling up around my
eyes, but I kept my gaze on my father's face trying to focus just on him
when an intense ache inside of me began to contract wildly making me want
to puke.

There was a flurry of movement around my bed and I watched helplessly as a
nurse inserted a needle into the drip bag that was hanging by my bedside.
I noticed a tube extending from the bag into my arm.  "Coin," I gasped out.
"W...where's my coin." I bellowed out feeling another turbulent vortex of
pain grip my insides as several large waves of contractions clamped down
into my mid-section.  "Coin...," I whimpered out softly as my legs squirmed
around with the sheer intense stabbing pain I was feeling inside of me.

"What did you guys do with his stuff?" My dad asked the nurse who ignored
him.

Grabbing the nurse by the arm my dad asked again a bit more forcefully.
"My son's things, what did you do with them?" He asked glaring at her as
she reflexively took a step backwards.

"I...I'm not sure...maybe in the drawer." She suggested as he reached over
and pulled it open.

"Here Kyle," my father stated folding my fingers around the coin and
necklace as the spasm continued to run through my insides making my muscles
ache in a way I've never felt before.

It was like someone had reached inside of me and was pulling out my
intestines inch by agonizing inch.  It was so intense all I could do was
gasp for air and focus on the coin in my hand.  Slowly the pain seemed to
recede, a little at first, and then more rapidly.  I didn't know if it was
due to the medication the nurse gave me or if it was the coin I held in my
hand somehow giving me comfort, but at that moment I didn't much care.

"Here, let me put it back around your neck." My father whispered softly as
I felt him lift up my sweat soaked head so he could slip the necklace in
place before sitting back and looking at me.  His features looked tired and
etched with worry as I felt his cool comforting touch on my face.

"Evan?" My voice rasped harshly as I asked with questioning eyes.

"He's fine Kyle.  I had to force him to go home and get cleaned up.  He
didn't want to leave your side, but he was filthy and coated
in...um...blood." He told me as I began to panic with worry.  He saw how
frightened I got and held up his hand to me trying to calm me down.
"No...not his blood Kyle.  He's fine and you probably saved his life by
shoving him through the door and holding Don back the way you did.  After
surgery I sent everyone home because the doctors didn't know how long it
would take for you to wake up.  It's been all night Kyle, but maybe it will
be best if you just allow the medication to work and get some more sleep.
I'll call up your mother and let her know you woke up and are doing fine.
She just about jumped down my throat when I insisted she go home and help
with getting the kids cleaned up.  Your Aunt Liz is in such a state of
worry and panic over you and the boys that she's literally useless, and it
was the only way I could get Evan to leave.  I'm sure she will be back here
in short order happy you woke up.  I'm leaving Sage behind, he's right
here." My dad pointed out as I looked down and reached over to the dog.

"Good boy Sage.  Thank you for saving me." I whispered softly to the dog as
my eyes began to droop heavily.  "How did you know boy?" I asked him before
looking at my dad.

"Remember the tee shirt that Mattie had torn from Don when he got
attacked?" My father asked me as my mind began to get a bit fuzzy from the
medication making it difficult to focus, but I did seem to vaguely recall
the incident so nodded.  "Well, I've been training Sage to recognize the
scent as danger, and to attack if necessary.  When the wind shifted he
picked up on it, and I immediately knew who it was when he bolted like
that.  I told doc to grab his medical bag and took off after Sage." My
father stated smiling down at me as I nodded with my eyes feeling heavier
now that the medication was kicking in and I was feeling a lot better.

My father rubbed my forehead gently, and then leaned in giving me a light
kiss on my cheek as I sighed contentedly my eyes wandering around taking in
the room.  There was some movement over on the opposite side of the room,
and I furrowed my eyebrows noticing a small figure in another bed with the
curtains drawn open.  It was another boy about ten or eleven years old with
short light blond colored hair and slate blue eyes.  He had a triangular
shaped face with wide forehead and cheekbones that narrowed down to a
pointed like chin.  He was cute and smiled at me while I smiled back weakly
before closing my eyes for a moment because they felt so heavy.  When I
opened them back up the boy was looking around seemingly lost and very
lonely, not to mention also a bit frightened.  I felt kind of bad now
because I'm sure my screaming must have woken him up, and probably scared
the crap out of him at the same time.

"Who's the boy?" I asked whispering to my father as he glanced over his
shoulders.

"I'm not exactly sure Kyle.  I only heard that some sort of diplomat, or an
important person who works for a high ranking diplomat, had to land the
plane he was on for a medical emergency.  I think the boy had to have
surgery to remove his appendix.  They said it was pretty bad and from what
I understand it might even have burst on him during surgery.  That could be
pretty serious." He told me as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Where are his parents...I mean someone should be with him?" I pointed out.

"I suppose Kyle...but I think his father had to get to some important
meeting in Washington D.C., and I heard his mother is flying in from
oversees." He told me shrugging his shoulders indicating he wasn't sure
about all the details.

"He's scared dad...someone should be with him." I stated as I yawned.
"Sage...go over and say hello to our neighbor." I told the dog as he cocked
his head sideways looking at me critically before silently padding his way
over to the other bed.

While I had been talking with my dad the blond haired boy had focused his
attention back on to us watching everything intently when I asked Sage to
go say hello.  He scrutinized the dog closely, still a bit frightened, as
Sage lifted first his front left paw onto the side of the bed, and then his
right, before standing on his hind legs with his bushy tail wagging back
and forth like propeller.  The boy didn't move, but just watched the dog
carefully as Sage settled his head on his paws looking up at the other boy.
I saw the blue eyed boy's face light up a little as he cautiously reached
out and whispered softly to Sage in a language I didn't understand.  It
didn't matter what language someone used when speaking with Sage because he
could just sense the sincerity in the smaller boy's voice.

"W...what is his name?" I heard the boy ask with a very thick accent
noticing how he made a `v' sound in place of the `w' in `what,' and a `z'
sound in place of an `s' in `is and his.'  So instead of us hearing
"W...what is his name," we heard him say "V...vat iz hiz name?"

My dad got up and walked towards the other boy.  "His name is Sage and he
seems to have taken a liking to you." My father chuckled as Sage started to
lick the boy's hand making the child giggle excitedly before wincing in
pain.  "Careful now...we don't want you busting open your stitches." My
father told the little guy as he tried to sooth the boy by softly stroking
his forehead.  "Sage is going to stay with Kyle for a while, my son over
there." My dad pointed towards me.  "Is that alright with you?" My father
asked as the boy smiled timidly and nodded his head.  "That's kind of you.
Are you alright?" My father asked sitting next to the boy and running his
fingers through the short blond hair as the boy's sparkling slate blue eyes
welled up.  The kid seemed to respond to my dads touch and calmed down a
bit as he nodded his head indicating he was alright.

"I...I think so, but I am a bit frightened." The boy admitted substituting
the `th' in `think' for a `z' letter making it sound like `zinc' and a `z'
sound in the `ght' part of `frightened,' as my father nodded his head.

My mind was already starting to come to terms with his manner of speech.
It was similar to German, but I got the sense it was somehow different.  It
made me smile because it was just too adorably cute on the boy as I
continued to watch the exchange between the youngster and my father, accent
and all.

"I understand.  This is a strange place and not your country to boot.  So
your dad had to go...um...to a meeting I'm assuming?" My father talked
casually with the other boy as the little guy just nodded.

"My father...um...step father had a meeting.  He had to fly out to the
capitol.  He will be flying back to see me, and my mother is flying from
Switzerland." The boy confirmed as I noticed him using a `fv' sound for `f'
and a `z' sound for `th' in `father,' a `sh' sound for `s' in "step, a `z'
sound for `t' in meeting, a `zu' for `to,' a `ze' sound for `the,' a `v'
sound for `w' in `will', a `z' sound between the letters `y' and `i' in
`flying,' a `zee' for `see,' a `z' for `th' in `mother,' and a `z' for `s'
in Switzerland.

In essence I heard him say "My fvazer...um...shtep fvazer had a meezing.
He had zu fly out zu ze capitol.  He vill be flyzing back zu zee me, and my
mozer is flyzing in from Zwitzerland."  By this time I was already
automatically converting his speech in my mind, and no longer had to
concentrate with what he was saying.

"Well, you are in good hands here until they arrive, and don't worry before
long your mother will be here too.  Also I can almost promise you a whole
slew of kids will be hanging around here before long, and knowing some of
them they will keep you entertained." My father chuckled getting up and
walking back over towards the Captain as he gave me a quick wink.

My eyes felt heavy as I struggled to stay awake, but I could feel myself
quickly loosing the battle.  I looked over towards the other boy who smiled
at me appreciatively.  Sage sensed me nodding off, and was about to hop
down, but I managed to give him the hand signal to stay with the other boy.
The kid saw my gesture and looked at me smiling appreciatively while I just
closed my eyes no longer able to hold it off any longer.

The last thing I heard before falling asleep was my father asking the
Captain if he could do him one more favor.  He wanted the man to go to our
house and get something from his office.  What it was I didn't know because
I just simply faded away into a calm peaceful slumber.

There were some hushed noises going on that I didn't recognize when I
opened up my eyes looking around before remembering what had happened.  It
was really quiet in the room, but there were soft voices over on the other
side.  When I looked over there was a very beautiful blonde haired lady
lying next to the boy in the other bed as she seemed to cuddle and stroke
his hair gently.  She had climbed up on the bed and was snuggled up with
the smaller boy as she leaned down kissing him softly on the cheek.  They
were whispering together softly as I closed my eyes nodding off again.  I
was about to fall asleep when I heard a deeper voice that seemed to be
complaining with the softer voice I had earlier trying to calm him down.

"No this is completely unacceptable.  Don't these people know who I am?" I
heard a gruff commanding voice.  "Alright, get him out of here."  The man
was instructing someone.

"No, leave him vazer." I heard the boy speak up in what was now a familiar
accent as my medication began to weigh heavily on me and I wanted to doze
off again.

"No Luca, you have to start learning that you are part of my family now,
and there is a certain standard that is afforded to people like us.  Just
stay here everyone I'll get the nurses to take care of this." He stated as
it got quiet in the room again except for the urgent whispering between the
boy and his mother.

There was another presence in the room, not the one sitting quietly close
by my bed, but rather someone else who began moving towards my bed.  "I'd
leave that alone buddy," I heard a familiar voice, but I couldn't recall at
the moment who it belonged to.

My brain had sort of become a bit fuzzy again, and all I wanted to do was
sleep.  There was a sort of throbbing pain in my side that never seemed to
go away.  It was a dull ache and nothing too severe, yet seemed enough to
make me uncomfortable.  I felt the other presence pause for a moment and
then make a dismissive sound.  I got the impression he was reaching out
towards me, but then I heard movement by my bedside as the calm figure
stood up.

"I told you to leave it be." The voice commanded a bit more forcefully.

"What's he doing with something like that?" I heard a condescending voice.

"That's none of your concern buckaroo." I heard an equally patronizing
voice reply back to the first man as there now seemed to be a sort of
standoff.

"Listen buddy I don't like your tone and soon enough the boy will be
removed from the room, but I don't like the idea of a child treating
something like that as a trinket so I'm just going to hold on to it and
keep it safe." The other man replied.

"I told you to just leave it be, and I suggest you keep back." My
benefactor seemed to warn the other man.

There was a sort of arrogant laugh and then a short pause.  "Listen, I
don't know who you think you are, but if you are threatening me then I
assure you I'm not frightened.  I'm the Foreign Officer to the Ambassador's
personal guard and a federal agent, so perhaps you should just mind your
business.  Besides, what are you doing here after visiting hours?" I heard
the man state as I slowly opened my eyes and saw the man reaching out
towards me making me automatically shrink back into my bed.

His hand didn't get very far because someone stepped in front of him
forcing the first man to take a couple of steps backwards.  I noticed that
it was the Captain who must have taken the first watch tonight over me.

"Partner, I don't want any trouble from you, and I don't care who you are,
but you will stay away from Kyle."  The Captain retorted in warning with a
commanding voice.  He wasn't used to being trifled with, and wasn't about
to let other people start now no matter who they thought they were.

Then all hell broke loose as all of a sudden Sage came tearing out from
under the bed forcing the first man back into the corner.  "Call the dog
off or I'll pull my gun on him and shoot him." The first man stated in a
frantic voice.

"Well if you wouldn't have reached for it in the first place we wouldn't be
having this problem now would we?" The Captain stated a bit pissed off now.
"My suggestion would be for you to hold still and let me retrieve your
weapon.  There's no way in hell you will get to it before the dog gets to
you."

"The hell I will." The agent spat back, but then jolted backwards when Sage
suddenly surged forward and snapped his teeth at the man.

"What the hell is going on in here?" I heard a new voice shout out
arrogantly as I noticed him stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Sage's
hackles standing on edge.  "Holy crap...who the hell let the dog into the
room?" He demanded looking towards the Captain.

"The dog is a military service dog and has access inside all facilities."
Was the simple reply.

"Well I don't care I've called security and both you and the boy will be
removed.  So call of the dog now." The man demanded as the Captain shook
his head.

"Nope, not until the asshole over here relinquishes his weapon, besides I
don't think I could call him off if I wanted to.  He's very protective of
Kyle, and doesn't much care for anyone bandying around a gun at the moment.
Sage is pretty upset that your man over here accosted the boy...lately he's
kind of sensitive about such things."

Just then several more people showed up including nurses, a doctor, and the
military police.  "Whoa, what the hell." I heard a booming voice gasp out
as he stopped dead in his tracks a foot or two inside the doorway motioning
for the rest of the guys to remain outside.

This was beginning to get out of control, and wouldn't settle anything
other than someone getting hurt.  My mind was starting to spin and my head
was pounding in my skull, not to mention my side was aching making me feel
like I wanted to throw up, but I mustered my strength and barked out a
command.

"Sage, platz," I shouted forcefully and then winced wrapping my fingers
around the blanket and necklace around my neck as my insides contracted
painfully.

The large Malinois obeyed immediately and came to my bedside lying down on
the ground.  The man he had been fending off started to reach for his gun,
but Sage immediately got up his hackles rising giving a warning growl.

"Whoa hold on one moment." I heard the large military police officer
caution.  "You pull that weapon mister and I'll break every bone in your
body if the dog doesn't get to you first."

The federal agent hesitated a moment, and then straightened out his suit
coat acting a bit haughtily.  "That animal attacked me and put at risk the
Foreign Officer to the Ambassador.  I want him removed immediately and
destroyed." He demanded as the military police sergeant just sort of
brushed him off looking towards me.

"Oh hell no, is that you Kyle?" I heard the man ask as I scrunched my
eyebrows looking at the man through the haze of my pain.

"Sergeant?" I asked him and gasped taking in short breathes as my side
continued to ache.

"Holy crap kid, what did you get yourself into now?" He asked me ignoring
everyone else in the room as he came over to me and brushed my damp hair
out of my eyes.  He looked down at Sage and praised the Malinois who just
cocked his head for a moment realizing the sergeant wasn't a threat before
once more focusing on the federal agent.  "Geeze doctor, he's in pain.  You
better come take a look." The large burly man suggested as he just winked
at me.  "Don't worry son, we will get this mess cleared up real fast.  So
what are you doing here now?  Please don't tell me that little kid got you
into some more trouble again?" He chuckled trying to cheer me up as the
doctor took a look at my charts and gave instructions to the nurse.

"Nah, it wasn't Mattie this time.  It was his older brother." I chuckled
and then winced as the Sergeant waited for an explanation.  "Some guy was
after Evan, and I got in the way of his gun." I told him simply as the pain
seemed to settle down.  The nurse had given me another shot in the I.V. bag
and it was already working.

"Geeze kid, so you were the one we all have been hearing about.  Well,
don't worry we will get everything worked out.  Just rest and thanks for
calling of the dog.  It could have gotten really messy." The man told me
sincerely as he just winked and turned his attention to everyone in the
room.

"All right, explanations gentlemen."  He asked taking immediate charge of
the situation turning first towards the diplomat.

The man cleared his throat and extended his hand to the Sergeant who just
ignored it forcing the diplomat to pull it back a bit embarrassed that he
had been rebuked like that by a mere security guard.  "Well I'm Mr. Page
and my plane had to land here because my stepson had a medical emergency.
Since I'm a diplomat we expected a private room for the boy.  When I
arrived that...that boy over there was in my son's room.  When I went to
demand him be removed that dog attacked the federal agent over here who is
assigned to me."

"I see, and your man didn't provoke the dog in any way?" The Sergeant asked
looking at the federal agent who still seemed a bit ruffled by the
incident.

"Hell no." He spat back.

"That's a lie and you know it.  I warned you to stay away from the boy."
The Captain replied.

"I was only going to keep that medal in safe keeping.  The boy has no
business treating something like that as a trinket.  What the hell is he
doing with it anyway?  It's offensive and degrades our congressmen who
award such items, and he just hangs it on the bedpost like it were some
bauble to play with as he sees fit." I heard the agent spit out with
sarcasm making me wonder what the hell he was talking about as I craned my
neck looking around.

Then my eyes saw it.  The Medal of Honor belonging to my father was draped
over the bed post next to my pillow.  That's what my dad must have told the
Captain to retrieve for him at the house.  He must have left it behind for
me as a gesture of my bravery and how proud he was of me.

"Who are you to make such a comment?" I heard the Captain respond.  "It's
none of your concern regarding the medal, and the man who earned it can do
what he pleases with it.  How convenient it is of you to totally leave out
the one who actually earned it in the first place opting to croon over the
lazy assholes who sit in a the protective comfortable air-conditioned
office thousands of miles away from harms way making those decisions.  You
don't know jack shit about anything, and just because you're a federal
agent doesn't mean you can come in here making demands of anyone.  You're
lucky Sage didn't attack you outright when you reached for your weapon or
who knows where you'd be right now.  I resent you assholes coming into a
hospital room making demands as if you owned the place.  What makes you
think you are so much better than anyone else."

"Well be that as it may be," I heard Mr. Page state a bit put off by
someone speaking to him and his people like that, "the fact of the matter
is the boy will be removed.  So Sergeant if you will see to it we can get
this done relatively quickly so we can have done with it." The man just
made a dismissive gesture as if that were all there is to it.

"You're joking right?" The Sergeant asked looking over his shoulders
towards Sage.

"Of course not, just do your job and remove this man, boy, and dog from the
room." He stated again as if he were used to people jumping at his every
beck and call.

There was a loud booming noise as the Sergeant doubled over laughing his
ass off and shaking his head.  It didn't seem to sit well with the agent or
Mr. Page as they just scowled at the big man in front of them bent over as
if he were mocking them.

The Sergeant held up his hand to Mr. Page when he saw the scowl.  "I'm
sorry it is just too hilarious.  There's no way in hell I'm going to do
that." He assured the diplomat.

"What do you mean your not going to do your job.  I'll call the base
commander if I have to." He spat out a bit put out at how rudely he was
being treated.

"Oh man you just don't have any clue whatsoever do you?  To be honest I'm
more afraid of them than I am of you." The Sergeant pointed out as he
noticed the confused look on the agent's face and the look of surprise on
Mr. Page's features so he continued.  "If you haven't noticed the insignia
on the Captain's uniform yet you should take a closer look.  He's Special
Forces, not only that but his unit is an elite portion of the Special
Forces group, so I most definitely don't want to fuck with him.  Next you
have the war dog over there who is battle trained and proven with several
confirmed...um...let's just say successes against the enemy." He whispered
looking towards me, but I knew what he was referring to...kills.  "Then you
have the boy's father to contend with.  Now that one there should make you
pause for a moment.  Anything happens to his son and I guarantee no matter
how many guards you have he will make you pay.  Now I for one am not going
to get involved.  If you want Kyle removed you are doing it on your own,
but know this, you better bring an army with you because just about every
soldier on this base will protect the Sergeant Major's son." The man
concluded taking a hard look at the two men for emphasis as they just gaped
at him.

"This is absurd." The diplomat spat as he looked towards the doctor and
nurse who just shrugged their shoulders as he watched the military police
begin to leave.

The Sergeant paused for a moment at the doorway and looked at the agent.
"For the record, the boy's father is the one who earned the Medal of Honor.
Don't ever make the mistake again of acting better than other people
because you just never know.  If you approach the boy again I'll bury you
so deep somewhere the federal government won't ever find your body." The
Sergeant concluded as he turned towards me and winked before leaving.

Mr. Page was going to say something, but the woman finally stepped up to
him and put her hand on his arm as she spoke softly but firmly in that
thick accent similar to what I heard with her son while my mind
automatically converted it into proper context.  "Luca wants the boy to
stay in the room with him, and so do I.  You where wrong with how you
handled this situation and we are disappointed and ashamed at this
behavior.  Leave it be, we do not mind.  Luca was trying to tell you this,
but as usual you ignore what he wants.  Leave it be sweetheart, and let's
go to the hotel and we will return tomorrow for the visit, yes?" She asked
kindly her speech laced thickly with the `z,' `v,' and whatnot as Mr. Page
sighed and looked towards the smaller boy before nodding his head looking a
bit more meek and sorry for his actions.

Looking around the man just sighed.  "I...I'm sorry for...everything." He
smiled warmly at his stepson trying his best to connect with the smaller
boy who smiled back and nodded his head that it was alright as he watched
his mother and stepfather leave the room.

The Captain came over and ruffled my hair affectionately making me smile.
"Thanks Captain, but I wouldn't have minded moving." I told him honestly.

"But I would have." I heard the soft high pitched voice of the boy across
the room.  "Please forgive my stepfather; he really is a good man once you
get to know him.  He's just worried about me is all because I gave him a
big fright." The boy responded as I noticed him cringing in a bit of pain
as he settled back down into his bed.

Looking over at the boy I just smiled at him.  "Well then my name is Kyle."
I grimaced in a bit of my own pain trying to get more comfortable as my
medication was starting to kick in.

I noticed the nurse coming in with some medication for Luca as well.  "I'm
Luca." The boy responded as we both waved to one another.

"It's nice meeting you Luca, but I'm exhausted and I ache all over.  Is it
alright if we visit some more in the morning?" I asked him as the boy
nodded.

"Ja, good idea.  Hopefully the nurse will stick me good and give me a shot
so I can get some sleep, yes?" He asked the nurse who just smiled and
nodded her head.

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End of Chapter Twenty Eight

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