Chapter 2 - S.O.S.
Saturday mornings everyone tended to sleep in, unless there were special plans, but usually the family dinner mentality of Friday nights spilled over into the next morning and they all left it clear. This particular Saturday, Finn was the first one up. He had commandeered the TV for cartoons and everyone decided to stay in bed to let him enjoy.
Phineas & Ferb had just started when there was a knock at the door. Immediately, Finn felt apprehension wash over him, but he managed to shake himself out of it when there was a second, more insistent knocking.
He decided to keep the screen door closed when he saw two men in sunglasses and suits. One was tall, a good six inches taller than Finn, and he kept his light hair long and his short arms thick with strength. The other was about Finn's height, his black hair cut in such a way that Finn was reminded of a chia pet.
They saw his bracelet and smirked before the chia pet spoke. "Your parents home?" he asked.
Finn frowned at the almost rude question. "Yes. Can I help you?"
"We need to talk to your parents," Chia replied.
Finn considered asking for some sort of ID because he could tell that these guys were probably from some government agency, but he also could tell they wouldn't show him their IDs. Sighing, he said, "I'll go wake them up," hoping they'd at least look a little sorry when Burt got to the door. Closing the door, Finn was sure to lock it so they knew they weren't yet welcome.
As he passed his room, he darted in and grabbed his cell phone and then went to Kurt's room. Usually he had to knock, and if he didn't hear a reply he was supposed to walk away. However, Finn was fueled by a subconscious urgency that only allowed him to give a courtesy knock before stepping in. At least he was quiet.
Kurt groaned and rolled over, facing his brother. "Finn, let me sleep. I stayed up late last night talking to dad."
Nodding, Finn decided to wake his mom first, knowing Burt could lash out if Finn nudged him too much. "I'm sorry. But I need you to call Dave."
"Who's Dave?" Kurt asked, pulling the cover above his head.
"Karofsky. The senior right guard from football."
Kurt perked up a bit at that. He'd liked Dave. He hadn't shunned his underclassmen friends (like Finn) when he was designated. He'd waited until they were all designated before passing judgment. Then he remembered how hurt Finn had been that first time Dave had turned away from him at the lunch table, sending a smirking glare at Finn's red bracelet.
"Why would I call Karofsky for you?" Kurt grumbled, back to wanting to sleep.
"He told me to call if I needed anything," Finn said, going forward and pressing his phone into Kurt's hand. "Please, I need to wake up mom and Burt. There are some government guys here to talk to them."
That got Kurt up and Finn could tell he was about to get out of bed and stopped him.
"Just stay in here, Kurt," Finn begged, already backing towards the door. "I have a bad feeling about this, and I think it'd be better if you were at a friend's house." Then he left, hurrying towards their parents' room.
Burt grumbled when he heard Finn walk in, and Finn apologized to the light sleeper before going to his mom's side of the bed. He gently shook her shoulder, and quietly mentioned that there were two government guys waiting on the porch to talk to them.
As soon as Burt heard the word 'government' he was up and out of bed, grumbling about the government's terrible timing with everything as he pulled a pair of sweats over his boxers and t-shirt over his head.
Carole wasn't too far behind, but she was calmer and more worried as she pulled a robe around her body. "Did they say anything specific, sweety?" she asked as they walked down the hallway towards the stairs.
"They didn't even identify themselves," explained Finn, "I just kinda assumed by the way they were dressed."
Burt gave a little grumble, but Finn wasn't sure if it was at him or just the idea of the men not identifying themselves. They came to the door and Burt unlocked it, nodding at Finn that he'd done the right thing. He too, left the screen door closed. "Can I help you two?" he asked as soon as the door was out of the way.
"Well, we thought we'd have to break the door down," said Chia, "Glad to see we don't."
"You got a warrant or something? What do you want?" Burt was not going to pretend to be nice to these guys. He'd woken too early on a Saturday for that.
"And who are you?" Carole put in, sounding a hundred times more polite than Finn thought she should be.
"Agents Cooper and Smithson," said Chia pointing to himself then his partner. They each showed their badges and waited.
"And what do you want?" asked Burt, not moving and sounding even more annoyed.
"We're from the Office of Breeder Custody," said Cooper, before nodding to Finn, "We'd like to talk to you about your sons. I assume he's one. Where's the other?"
"At a friend's house," Finn said quickly, hoping Kurt was already on the phone.
"What about my sons?" Burt asked.