I do not own the characters of Glee. They rightfully belong to Ryan Murphy. I only own this idea. Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood.
"Are you sure that you are both capable of handling Samuel Evans? He's 16 years old with some behavioral issues and he has Reactive Attachment Disorder. So any physical contact with the boy will be hard to achieve and you'll have to work long hours with him on it.", explained Mr. Tanner as he looked at the couple sitting in front of him. "We're positive, Mr. Tanner. We can handle Samuel just fine. We work mainly with rebirth therapy, and it has worked successfully with our other foster children who are now grown and living on their own. How bad is his Reactive Attachment Disorder?", asked Clair as she looked down at the picture of the blonde haired boy on the desk near his file. "Well. Your family will be his fifth placement in 3 months. He has failed to form and bond with any of the former foster parents and their children or even form a connection. He blocked himself out from them all, he wouldn't allow any contact relatively physical. They tired to hug him and hold him, even place a hand on his shoulder and he reacted violently. They had no chance of doing rebirth therapy.", explained Mr. Tanner as he slid the file towards the couple.
Johnny picked up the file and glanced at the picture before reading all of the information that was given from the other foster placements. Violent among older men. Avoided any contact from foster parents whether it be physical or social. Abandonment and neglect issues. Former abuse. Food and water were used as punishment in some placings. Child was locked in a cage for bad behavior. "We're willing to take in a challenge or problem child. We'll wait to do rebirth therapy until he's settled in the house.", said Johnny as he closed the file and took his wife's hand in his. "I'll give you the address of his school if you wish to pick him up there, and I'll give you the address of the boarding home he's currently staying at.", said Mr. Tanner as he wrote down the two addresses on a slip of paper and handed it to the waiting couple. "Thank you.", said Clair as she tucked the paper into her purse. "How soon can we take the boy?", asked Johnny as he looked at the man in front of him.
"As soon as you fill out these forms Samuel will be in your temporary custody until you decide if you want him permanently.", explained Mr. Tanner as he slid a small stack of forms towards the two. He handed Johnny a pen and instructed him where to sign his name, print his name, and where to initial. "There you go, Mr. Tanner. The forms are filled out completely.", said Johnny as he returned the forms to their prier state and handed them to the man behind the desk. "Samuel Evans is now in your custody. I recommend picking him up as soon as possible to start the bonding.", said Mr. Tanner as he stood up with the couple. They shook hands with each other and gathered up their papers and belongings. "What time does his school let out for the day?", asked Clair as she slung her purse up onto her arm. "His school lets out at 2:55 and they get on the buses or go to their cars at 3:00. right now he'd be in the middle of his last period class.", explained Mr. Tanner as he led the satisfied couple out of his Office.
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"Alright. Who's going to sing their song about their secret next? How about you, Sam, do you have a song prepared?", asked Mr. Shuester as he pointed at his blonde student. He watched as Sam bit his lip as he inwardly debated with himself of which song he wanted to sing. "I've got one prepared, Mr. Shuester.", replied Sam as he rose out of his seat and made his way to the front of the class, telling the band which song he wanted to sing. He nodded at the band and the music began to play, he waited for his cue before he started to sing.
Little boy, six years old.
A little too used to being alone.
Another new mom and dad.
Another school, another house that will never be home.
When people ask him how he likes this place.
He looks up and says with a smile upon his face.
This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passing through.
This is just a stop on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know.
This is my temporary home.
Young mom, on her own.
She needs a little help, go nowhere to go.
She's looking for a job, looking for a way out.
'Cause a halfway house will never be a home.
At night she whispers to her baby girl.
"Someday we'll find our place here in this world.".
This is our temporary home, it's not where we belong.
Windows and rooms that we're passing through.
This is just a stop on the way to where we're going.
I'm not afraid because I know.
This is our temporary home.
Old man, hospital bed.
The room is filled with people he loves.
And he whispers.
"Don't cry for me, I'll see you all someday.".
He looks up and says.
"I can see God's face."
This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passing through.
This is just a stop on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know.
This is my temporary home.
This is our temporary home.
