Chapter 9

Michael got into the back of the police car, as he leaned back on the hard seat, he realized he felt like, he realized he felt like a prisoner but he knew he didn't do anything wrong. Everything was in order and Curtis was safe and he was going to make sure it stayed that way.

"Mr. Anderson, I apologize if you felt we were interrogating your son without your permission and if you don't mind if we ask you some questions on the way to the station." The officer told him.

"Michael, please. I'll answer any questions you have; I just want to make sure that man stays away from my son."

"How many children do you have, Michael?"

"Stephanie and I have three sons, Cooper, Curtis and Blaine."

"What are their ages?"

"Cooper is 25, Curtis is 15 and Blaine is 15."

"You have twins? "The officer said with a smile. "It's a case of a twofer, huh?"

"Excuse me, twofer? What's a twofer?" Michael asked with a puzzled look.

"A twofer is two for the price of one. Just a slang word I use." The officer said with a smirk.

"Oh, I see. No, Curtis and Blaine are not twins, but they do act that way since they meet."

"Meet? Is one of them adopted or a foster child?"

"Curtis is adopted. We adopted him. He was almost 6."

"He was in foster care? An orphanage?"

"No to both questions. His guardian was my personal assistant. She named Stephanie and me as his guardians. We decided to adopt him. He is MY son in all ways but one."

"Could she have kidnapped the child?"

"That's the most preposterous thing I've ever heard. NO! Sarah was related to Curtis. She was his AUNT."

"Sarah? What is her complete name? Where is she at now?"

"Sarah Grace Lawson is her complete name. She passed away a month after Curtis moved in with her."

"She passed away? How did that happen?"

"She was killed in a car accident. She died on impact." Michael said sadly. Sarah was his best friend and he still missed her every day. She will never be forgotten especially when she gave him and his wife one of their greatest treasures, Curtis.

"I'm sorry. It seems like you were close to her."

"You can say that. She was my best friend."

"I'm a bit puzzled here. I have Mr. Hummel claiming your adopted son is his kidnapped child. You are saying his deceased aunt gave you guardianship of her nephew. "The officer said with a puzzled look on his face. "Do you have any documentation to back up your story, Mr. Anderson?"

"Yes I do. I also have a letter that Sarah left, informing us of how Curtis was left in her care. I can bring all the documentation tomorrow. I have them at home in my office."

"Mr. Anderson, we need the paperwork tonight. It will help clear up matters quickly. Can we drive over to your home now?"

"Hmm…will Mr. Hummel come with us? I'm not sure I want him near my family."

"Unfortunately, he and his wife will be there. They are in fact following us now. Unless you rather come to the station or we can try to clear this up now? "

Michael sat there thinking. "I believe it'll be better to clear this up immediately. I also, want to check up on my son. I want to make sure he really is fine and not saying what he thinks we should hear." Michael looked out the window. "Let's go to my house. I live on Whitelaw and Young."


Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to the Anderson house. Burt and Carole get out of their car and walk up to the officers. "What are we doing here? I thought we were going to the police station." Burt asked the officer in charge.

"Mr. Anderson has documentation that is pertaining to this case. Let's go inside." The officer informed everyone.

Michael walked into his house and he heard his son crying. He ran to the location of the crying. He walked thru the door of the TV room and seen the crowd around Curtis. Stephanie was rubbing his back and Sebastian and Blaine were holding his hands.

"Curtis! What's wrong? What happened?" Michael said worriedly. As soon as Curtis heard his dad's voice he launched himself in his arms. He was sobbing and hugging his dad.

"D-d-daddy, wh-what if t-that m-m-an takes m-m-me a-away from h-h-here?" Curtis cried hysterically.

"Oh, baby boy that is never going to happen. You are MY son. Your mom and I will fight to the ends of the world to keep you with us. No one is taking you away from us." Michael reassured his sobbing child.

Michael picked up his son and walked over to the recliner and sat down with his son on his lap. "Do you remember the first time you stayed here after Aunt Sarah died? Do remember watching Tarzan? I told you that was our movie. We love you exactly the same way. We are "Two worlds, one family". We'll always be here." He gently rocked his child. He decided to sing the song that showed Curtis what he meant to their family.

Michael softly sings:

Come stop your crying
It will be all right
Just take my hand
Hold it tight

I will protect you
from all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry

For one so small,
you seem so strong
My arms will hold you
keep you safe and warm
This bond between us
can't be broken
I will be here
Don't you cry

'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here
in my heart always
Always


A/N Lyrics and quotes are from Disney's Tarzan