You could feel the bead of sweat roll down his face, his hands kept trembling no matter how much he probably willed them still. He tried to scream once more but his "father" Mike Anderson saw his intentions and raised, the what he surmissed to be a metal pipe, with a stern face.
Be silent boy! he growled under his breathe.
Suddenly the door opened and a blinding light poured in. 2 men came in and realived mike from his duties.
they rougly grabbed sweets shoulders and placed him up right on a old chair in the dead center of the room.
Now tell us what you know about Special agent booth docter sweets the man practally screamed out.
2 months ealier
Booth and burst throught the door of the poor metal door of my office. It was tuesday and it was time for their weekly appointment.
Today as usual they were arguing about some topic, but today it seems as if was more agitated then booth was. Intresting.
Welcome agent booth, so nice of you to knock i said with a tone of sarcasm in my voice.
Your tone is clearly noticed but now is not the time for such talk, please explain to booth that he is being irractional once again! gushed in one breathe.
She paused to suck in a mouth of air but booth stepped in before she began ranting again.
Ok look bones it's nothing alright? Come on sweets lets talk about something else booth rambled trying to find find a way to divert the conversation.
But he failed miserably.
No booth! you could have been injuried and i will not drop this subject right now!
Alright alright will some one please tell me what is wrong? i said with a clear frustrated tone.
Look sweets it's nothing a kid like you has to worry about. Alright? booth reached into his pocket and pulled out the all too familiar poker chip.
I clenched my jaws, these 2 were by far my most intresting patients yet at the same time they most diffucult to handle.
Sweets the other day booth's car was vandalized, and a threatening message was left spray painted into the side of his car. And now he has been getting mutiple death threats left on home phone and works number, is that not cause for worry? waved her hands in the air to give more dramatic effect of her arguement.
Booth i most noticed sagged into the black chair even more.
If i may ask agent booth what did the messages say exactly? i leaned foward to catch his answer.
See sweets thats what i don't get! I don't understand the messages at all. And it's either been the usual "your going to die" but latly there has been a new message thats been left in my voice mail that i dont understand, and it's always at the same time too which is even more werid! booth said while throwing the poker chip into the air repeatdly.
Then suddenly his phone rang and booths jaw clenched and his knuckles went white. He sighed and reached into his pocket. Right before he clicked the answer button he placed it on speaker.
But this time it wasen't a mans voice they heard much to the surprise of booth and but what seemed to be a young boy.
Stop! Stop! please daddy i'll be good i promise! daddy! a young boy screamed out.
I reconized the voice instantly. I felt my body tense up and become rigid. I bowed my head as the phone call continued.
Finally when it ended i was notacibly shacking much to my dismay. Booth quickly stood up and walked towards me.
Hey sweets you ok? he asked while he gingerly placed a hand on my shoulder.
And suddenly my body reacted.
Don't touch me! i smacked his hand away. Shock was all over booths and faces.
Sweets? Are you all right? Did you know who was on the phone just now? spoke softly.
Yes, yes im fine. Im sorry to worry you like that. i spoke with a firm tone. More to convince me then them though.
booth eyed me before sitting back down.
Sweets if you knew who was on that phone just now you have to tell us booth spoke with a soft voice.
That was me agent booth, the boy on the phone was me.