Boris' Son Chapter 4

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-On with the Story-

Harry took a deep breath and then paled, "Where's my aunt and uncle? Why aren't they here? They are going to be so mad."

Hank had been anticipating this and was surprised the question had not been asked sooner. After seeing Harry's reaction to the thought of making his previous guardians mad, he knew that they first need to calm him down before he hyperventilated again.

"Harry, I need you to look at me and do as I do. Breathe in," He took a deep breath and paused, "breathe out. In and out."

Harry copied Hank's example, and slowly started to calm down. Hank checked his heart rate and noticed it was slowing.

"Harry," Boris said gaining the child's attention, "you do not need to worry about your aunt and uncle any longer. I," he paused and Hank noticed he looked a little uncomfortable, "I am now your guardian. I know this may not seem ideal to you, but I could not allow for a child to remain with those… people." Boris practically sneered.

"You're my new Uncle?" Harry interrupted. "I don't have to ever see them again? Not Dudley or Aunt or Uncle?"

"No, you will stay with me for now, and later, once you are well, we can find another option if you prefer," Boris responded.

Harry stared at him. "Thank you." He finally whispered. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Boris shifted uncomfortably in his seat at the heartfelt gratitude coming from his young charge. "You are welcome. And you have my word no one here will hit you or treat you badly."

Harry took a deep breath, "I know. You stopped uncle and saved me. You'll protect me."

Hank felt his own eyes water at the sweetness of the scene. This boy would be good for Boris, he could already tell. However, it was 3am and he still needed to finish his exam.

"You've got that right Harry. Boris takes care of those he likes." Hank agreed. "And part of taking care of you is finishing this exam, so let's continue okay?"

Harry nodded his good eye looking a little tearful as well.


Forty-five minutes later Hank finally wrapped up the exam. He had treated a couple of burns on Harry's arms and wrapped the swollen knee. However, for the bruising all he could do was give him some acetaminophen to help with the pain, as well as reduce the slight fever that Harry was running.

Boris sat by Harry's side the entire time and kept encouraging him to drink his water. After finishing two eight ounce glasses, Hank finally declared that did not have to drink any more for now and could get settled for bed. Despite the changing time zones, and the amount of time he had slept, Harry was still suffering from fatigue and was relieved that he could go to bed.

"Dieter," Boris raised his voice slightly and his manservant came into the room. "Please have someone arrange the blue suite. Harry will be staying there tonight. We will arrange a more permanent room in the future." Nodding, Dieter left to go relay Boris' orders.

"What's a suite?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's a bedroom with a bathroom attached. Sometimes it also has a small sitting room attached as well." Hank replied, packing his bags up.

"A whole bedroom just for me?" Harry eyes were huge. "I've never had a bedroom before."

Boris and Hank exchanged glances, but decided to not pursue the topic. "You will have your own bedroom here. And bathroom." Boris said in a firm tone.

"Wow." He said in quiet amazement.

Hank stood up and bade Harry and Boris goodnight. "I'll expect some answers tomorrow, Boris."

"Yes. I would also like to go over the extent of what you discovered here. I will contact you tomorrow with a time. Also, please keep this in the strictest confidence."

Hank nodded and made his way out of the room.

Boris turned and studied his young charge. "Are you hungry?" he asked.

Harry shook his head, "Tired."

"Yes, would you like to go see if the room you will sleep in tonight is ready?"

Harry yawned and nodded. He stood, and winced as he put pressure on his knee. Boris noted this and hesitatingly asked, "I could carry you if you would like? The doctor did say you should limit how much you walk on the knee till he x-rays it."

"I'm not a little kid." Harry responded indignantly.

"I do not think you are. I just know that Dr. Lawson does not like it when his patients fail to follow his instructions. Even I have needed assistance on some occasions." He admitted.

Harry tilted his head to the side studying Boris with his good eye. "Okay." He nervously replied. He was clearly uncomfortable with the situation, but not walking on the injured limb had taken precedence.

Boris gently picked him up and carried him down the long hallway to the suite. He set him down once they got inside. As its name implied the Blue Suite had a blue color scheme. The queen sized bed had a solid navy comforter that folded back to show light blue sheets. The walls were light blue and had a white trim going around the edges. Doors opened to a small balcony that overlooked some of Boris' garden. There was also a door open showing a bathroom to the left, and a small sitting area immediately adjacent to the entrance. However, all Harry noticed was the bed.

"I get to sleep… in the bed?" He asked nervously.

"Of course." Boris replied.

Harry did not look so sure. His small frame walked over to the bed. "Soft." He said running his hand over the sheets. He looked down. "I'm not 'posed to sleep in bed."

Boris schooled his expression from surprise. The boy had been more outgoing a few moments ago, but now he seemed to regress to the shy, scared figure he was when he first got here. Unsure of how to handle this, he said evenly, "Well, here you are supposed to sleep in a bed."

Harry was still for a moment. Then he turned around and looked at Boris, with an intent gaze. "Really?" He finally asked.

"Yes." Boris firmly replied.

He looked at the bed and shrugged, a small smile flitting over his face. "Thanks." He whispered.

Not knowing if he was supposed to have heard that or not, he decided to go ahead and acknowledge it. "You are welcome. Now, the bathroom is to your right. There are towels in there, but I don't think you should take a shower until Hank gives his approval. He will not want the bandages to get wet. Washing your face, hands and brushing your teeth shall be good for this evening. Do you need any assistance?"

"No, I can do it." Harry responded blushing slightly.

"I shall find a something for you to wear for a night-shirt, while you are getting ready." Boris left the room and called Dieter. The house must contain a shirt somewhere that would be acceptable.

Harry, stood for a moment, looking around in awe. A whole bedroom for him, and a bed! That was exciting. He was less excited about the prospect of never seeing his Aunt and Uncle again. They were his family, he didn't understand why they did not want him, but he still felt some attachment to them. He didn't want to be hurt, and here he knew he would be safe. The man called Boris would keep him safe.

He walked over to the bathroom and washed up. Looking at himself in the mirror, he wondered how he could have ended up in such a beautiful house when he looked like he did. The doctor, who was nice, not mean like his uncle had said, had said he would heal and Harry knew he would, he had suffered worse injuries in the past, but he didn't belong.

His eye started to water. How long would it take the nice protector to figure out he didn't belong? Would he get thrown out? Would he get sent back? He sniffled. No, he thought to himself. He was a 6-year-old, he did not cry. Boris had said he could stay here. He was going to do his best to make sure that he would be allowed.

"Harry." He heard a familiar voice call. "Are you finished?"

"Yes." He responded. Stepping out of the bathroom he looked up at Boris.

"Dieter was able to find this shirt. Do you think it will work as a night shirt? We will buy some for you soon, but for now, would this be acceptable?" He held out the shirt Dieter had found. It was one of the few t-shirts he owned, but it would be better than nothing, or the button down shirts and suits that occupied the rest of his closet.

Harry nodded, feeling shy even though he knew Boris had not seen him crying. He took the offered shirt. "Thanks."

"You are welcome." Boris replied. "I will be going to bed, but there will be a guard in the hallway. If you need anything just let him know and he will come find me."

Harry looked up, "Um, good night, sir." He awkwardly said.

"Good night." Boris replied.


Hank trudged back to the guest house. Boris had an abused child as his ward. Boris. His mind hurt at the thought. Boris had enough to worry about with his own genetic disease progressing, and the side effects of the experiment treatments he kept putting himself through. He had come too close to dying the last time, though there did seem to be some benefit. But now he had a child relying on him.

And Harry. The poor kid had been through hell. Bruises, burns, and an assortment of other injuries covered the poor kid. He was as thin as a rake and only about 40 inches tall. Hank made a mental note to have Divya take the blood in as soon as she could in the morning. He needed those results.

Hank rethought that plan. Boris had indicated he wanted no one to know about this new addition. That meant he would have to take it in himself, so Divya and Evan wouldn't be suspicious. He'd just make it look like he was going to visit Jill, and drop the blood off while he was there.

Entering the house quietly, he put his bags back into place and drug himself up the stairs. He was going to sleep forever. Now that the adrenaline of the crisis had worn off, he felt the fact it was 4:30 in the morning. Hank only had three more hours of sleep before he had to be awake for one of Evan's stupid staff meetings. He groaned. There were only three people in HankMed, why did they need staff meetings? He turned off his alarm. They would find him if there was an emergency before he woke up. Evan's staff meeting could be missed.

~ Wildcat'sDoc~

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