A/N This story is based on a story idea suggestion from TonyRobbertsen. It is with her kind permission that I am using her idea. I was honored that she wanted to allow me to use her story idea and hope she will not be disappointed by what I came up with for my part of this story. I will be honest with you readers parts of the story that follow are partly her words from a story sent to me and part are my words. The title too is hers.

Thanks TR this is for you or I should say the part I did is for you.

Disclaimer

I do not profit from the characters from "The Streets of San Francisco" I am not the creator of the series, that is Quinn Martin.

Little Boy Lost

She heard the knock at the front door. The sound was different from the welcome knocks of friends coming by for a visit or of her father. She felt her heart stop at the sound and dreaded opening the door. Her son came running in before she could move to go answer the door.

"Grandpa Mike's here mom, he's not alone."

Jeannie sent her son upstairs as she went to greet Mike. The looks on the faces of Mike and Captain Olsen and Bill Tanner not to mention the family physician told her something was very wrong. She started shaking as she realized Steve wasn't with them and that Mike's eyes were redrimmed.

"Mike? Where's Steve?"

"Jeannie, come sit down sweetheart." Mike tried to guide her to a chair but she jerked free.

"No, tell me where he is what has happened?!"

"Steve was leaving my house Jeannie after he had helped fix the garage door. I walked him to the door and saw him get to the car when another car came flying down the street. Jeannie Steve was hit and the car took off, he managed to get to his knees and was hit again by a second car. By the time we got him to the hospital he was gone."

Jeannie became hysterical. The physician administered a sedative. Bill Tanner saw Steve and Jeannie's kids hurry to the stairs having heard Jeannie's outburst and hurried upstairs to them. He got them back in their rooms before they could find out exactly what was going on. He had already contacted his wife with the news and they agreed the Keller children should be brought to their home until Jeannie could overcome the blow she would be dealt with the news of Steve's death. He had them pack a bag each under his supervision and by the time they got downstairs Mike had carried Jeannie to her bedroom for some privacy.

Mike came out after a few minutes to speak with his grandchildren. He could see the panic and the tears in their eyes already as they both knew something was very wrong. He had no idea how he would be able to tell them and thought Buddy boy help me help your kids through this world of hurt they are going to have.

"Where's daddy Grandpa Mike? What has happened to upset mom so bad?" Kim could tell her grandpa had been crying as well.

Mike sat down with the kids and did his best to break the news as gently as possible. Mikey kept his eyes on the front door watching for their daddy to walk in.

"Kim, Mikey your daddy will not be able to come home anymore. He has gone to heaven. He was hit by a car earlier today. I wish I could make this easier for you kids and your mom he loved you three more than anything on earth."

"No, I want my daddy!" Mikey screamed as he ran for the door.

Bill Tanner hurried to stop Mikey before he could get all the way outside. Mikey did all he could to stop Bill from carrying him back into the house but he was held firm.

"Mikey I know you want your daddy. We all want him back but he will stay with you and Kim and your mom and me and all who loves him in our hearts." Mike comforted as best as he could.

Mike held both children as they cried bitter tears. After they finally had calmed a bit Mike took them in to see Jeannie who was clutching Steve's pillow to her. Mike saw the sedative had taken effect. Mikey and Kim gave their mom a light kiss on the cheek before they left to go with Bill to his home.

Mike stayed with his daughter to look after her. His dreams that night though were haunted with having seen Steve ran down before he could even make it down his stairs. He woke trembling violently with tears rolling hoping it was just a bad dream. Having gone to check on Jeannie though he was reminded it wasn't just a dream.