Chapter 1
I don't own Bones all I own is this story plot
To Lance Sweets it could have been any other night except for the fact that his girlfriend Jessica Warren decided that they needed a break after some petty fight and for the fact that he was just called down to the police station at 3 a.m. He had been waiting in police chief James Harding's office now for about twenty minutes and he was never even told why he was there. Finally a balding man with a forming spare tire walked in with a large folder.
"Hello I am Police Chief James Harding are you Dr. Lance Sweets?" he asked shaking his hand. When Lance nodded the police chief then asked him if he was the adopted son of Robert and Kathryn Sweets and if his birth father was Andrew Hendrix. Lance was stunned he hadn't heard that name in over twenty years and bile rose in the back of his throat. Andrew Hendrix was the reason why he had scars on his back and haunting nightmares. When he didn't answer the chief took one look at his face and said, "I'll take that as a yes," Chief Harding sighed and said, "Look I'm not going to bullshit you on this I looked at your case and it turns out that Andrew escaped prison 11 years ago and he was found with his wife's decomposing body in the basement, two unconscious kids with scars on their backs, and a dead woman in the shed. He started shooting at the first responders and had to be shot on site. He's at a hospital right now. Now I have to ask you has Andrew Hendrix ever try to contact you?"
"What?" asked Lance shocked. He could not believe his own ears his tormentor, his own personal bringer of pain and misery, is in the hospital. He escaped prison got married had kids and almost replicated what happened to Lance. "What happened?" Lance asked shakily.
"We're not sure but we need to know has he ever tried to contact you?" The chief asked carefully. Then rage blindsided Lance, "NO! I didn't even know that he escaped jail how the hell could I've known that he wasn't rotting in jail! Why wasn't I told that he escaped?" The captain took a deep breath, "Sir, we thought he was dead because he escaped and a dead body was found near the prion matching his description. Now I know that it's late but you need to come to Shriner's Hospital for Children in Erie, Pennsylvania."
"Why," Lance asked suspiciously.
"Because as the only living relative left you need to take in the kids and I'm pretty damn sure that you don't want them to go into the system like you did." And with that Lance nodded.
What do you think? This is my first Fanfic