Jeff sighed as he rolled over in bed, he looked at the beeping alarm clock and groaned. Eight thirty was too early in the morning for anyone to be awake. He sighed, it was Sunday today he had to drive Seth back to his foster parents. He wasn't looking forward to it and knew that Seth wasn't either. In the last two days Seth had visibly changed. He was even more quiet and introverted than when he first arrived. It broke Jeff's heart, but the kid had to go back. Slowly he rolled out of bed and got dressed. He decided to fix Seth bacon and eggs hoping that it would help his sour mood. Once he had the breakfast cooking he walked upstairs and saw Seth sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands in his face. "Seth, I'm cooking breakfast come downstairs after you brush your teeth." Seth nodded slowly head still in his hands. Jeff sighed he wanted to walk over and comfort the boy but what could he say? He sighed and walked out of the room quietly closing the door. Seth sighed and stood up. He picked up his book bag full of clothes and sighed. Jeff had been so good to him and now he was going back to the Greens. His whole body shivered as he thought of what the punishment would be. Slowly he pulled himself into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. With everything he had he wanted Jeff to say that he could stay, but there was no point wishing for something that he knew would never happen. Jeff smiled as Seth entered the room. "Glad you could make it."

"Thanks for breakfast, Jeff." Jeff smiled. He tried to cheer him up all throughout breakfast, but Seth was still retreating into himself never answering with more than two words. Jeff sighed, he was really dreading going back to his foster parents. Something had to be wrong.

"Seth, why don't you want to go back?" Seth felt his heart pound in his chest. He couldn't tell. His breathing became rapid, but he tried to stop it. Jeff frowned, was the kid that scared? He sighed and pulled Seth into a hug. Seth lowered his head and finally let out all the tears that he had been holding in for years. Jeff said nothing as he rubbed soothing circles into Seth's back.

Fifteen minutes later he calmed down to the point where he could function. Jeff really didn't like how scared Seth seemed to go back, but what could he do. Seth hadn't told him anything. Jeff looked at Seth. "I can't help you if you can't tell me what's wrong." Seth opened his mouth but no words would come. Jeff sighed and grabbed Seth's bag. As much as it pained him he waved Seth toward the front door. "Let's go Little Man." Seth sighed, he wanted to tell Jeff so bad about what was going on, but he couldn't they would kill him if they did.

Soon they were on the highway heading to Fedirle. Seth wouldn't look at anything but the floor, he was scared beyond belief. He wanted to cry, but his eyes still hurt from crying so much earlier. Jeff sighed he tried to console him by telling jokes, but Seth was having none of it.

About an hour later he realized that he couldn't go through with this someone was drastically wrong. Seth was still fidgeting and Jeff was killing himself trying to figure out how to get stop him from having to go back. About twenty minutes outside of Fedirle he pulled into a rest stop. Seth looked at him. "Go to the bathroom, I have to make a phone call." Seth nodded knowing that he was only prolonging the inevitable. Jeff pulled out his phone and called the officer that hand handled Seth's staying with him.

"Rich, this is Jeff we're about twenty minutes away from the Greens and the kid is freaking. Something is totally wrong, I can't take him back." Rich groaned, he knew this would happen, Jeff had gotten attached.

"Jeff, I know you're starting to enjoy having him around, but he has to go back. Unless you can give me some hard evidence or reason why he shouldn't go you have to take him back."

"But—"

"No buts Jeff, take the kid back you can visit him." Jeff slammed the phone shut and sighed. Seth was standing there staring at him. With a wave of the hand they were both back inside the Corvette heading towards the Green's house. The eerie silence again swept over the car as the miles wound down toward the Greens. Soon they pulled up in front of a white two story house that looked run down. Jeff looked at Seth who had paled considerably upon pulling up to the house. Jeff reached over and rubbed his cheek. His conscience was really nagging at him. Seth looked at him, with his stomach in knots.

"You don't have to feel bad, I know you tried." Jeff looked at Seth very confused. "You gave it your best shot," he paused, "thank you." It took everything Jeff had not to cry, this kid didn't deserve to live here with these people, he deserved a family who loved him, he deserved him. Before Jeff could gather his thoughts two people swarmed the car and pulled Seth out.

"Sweet boy, why ever did you run away?" Jeff wanted to gag, the small frail lady was squeezing Seth with one hand and cradling her cigarette with the other. The man however was gruff and looked indifferent. He grabbed Seth roughly and whispered something into his ear. Seth's face paled to an eerie color. Jeff frowned.

"Thank you for not pressing charges. We'll make sure he never does anything like that again." Seth was wincing noticeably as the man kept a tight grip on his arm. "Well we better get him settled." With that all three of them turned to walk back. Seth shot Jeff a pleading look and disappeared into the house. Jeff sighed, he had waited too long.