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P.J. sat in the waiting room of the hospital, there was some blood on his shirt and his hands. He leaned forward his mind was scattered, he was so in shock of what happened. He didn't even notice the police officer walking over.
"Son, my name is Becca. I am here to ask you some questions." Becca said.
P.J. nods but really wasn't listening, Becca looked at him and saw the fear in his eyes. She exhales and leans in the chair, she had seen cases like this before and had dealt with children in shock plenty of times but it still doesn't make the job easier.
"The doctor said your name is Patrick, right?" Becca asked.
P.J. lifted his head, "Yeah but my friends call me P.J." P.J. said.
Becca forms a soft smile, "Its nice to meet you."
P.J. lowers his head and fumbles with his hands.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Becca asked.
P.J. kept his head low, "I was staying with my mom for two weeks and I felt home sick- so I called home. I didn't get an answer and tried figuring out where my dad was, he lied to me. He told me he was with his sister but he clearly wasn't."
"So what happened after that?" Becca asked.
P.J. didn't even notice the fact he was beginning to cry, "I got worried so I left my mom's to track down my dad. I ran home, and found our apartment door knocked down and him- on the floor." P.J. says.
Becca nods, "Was there anyone else in the apartment besides your dad?"
P.J. shakes his head, "Besides myself when I arrived there was no one else."
Becca nods again, "P.J. is there anyone out there who would hurt your dad?"
P.J. looks up, "No. My dad is a nice guy, he would never ask fro trouble. He'd tell me to straighten out, to stop being stupid and do something with my life. He'd never get himself involved in the wrong crowd."
Becca nods, "Alright. Well thank you for the help, an officer will guide you to the bathroom to clean up."
P.J. nods, "Okay."
Becca then stops him, "Also is there anyone we can contact to come get you?"
P.J. looks at her and slowly nods, "Yeah."
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Amy came running down the familiar halls of the hospital, she and Michael were contacted by the police saying that P.J. was at the hospital and there had been some kind of accident regarding Bob. Amy stops at the front desk.
"Bonnie, where is my son?" Amy asked.
"Down the hall, the police has been watching over him." Bonnie the nurse said.
Amy nods, "Thank you."
Amy starts sprinting down the hall, with Michael running a bit slower behind. Amy then spots her son, P.J. He sat on a chair with a different shirt one, it said Denver Police Department on it and was all black. She noticed he was keeping his head low and sounded like he was weeping.
"Are you Amy Duncan?" An officer asked.
"I haven't been Amy Duncan for twelve years, my last name is Ross. I am remarried to Michael Ross." Amy said.
"So P.J. is your son?" Becca asked appearing from behind.
Amy nods, "Yes."
Becca nods, "P.J. your mother is here."
P.J. lifts his head up and sees Amy standing there, a sudden relief overwhelms Amy and yet seeing her son so sadden and broken didn't make her feel any better. P.J. stands up and embraces his mom tightly. Michael came next to an officer.
"What happened?" Michael asked.
"We can't rule anything out but it looked like a robbery turned into an assault." Becca said.
"Robbery?" Amy repeated.
Becca nods, "Your lucky your son made it there in time. He managed to save his father's life, he is a hero."
Amy held onto P.J., "Oh P.J." Amy mumbles.
Michael rubbed his hand through his hair, "Is there a suspect?"
"None yet, sir. But believe us, we'll find the monster who did this." Becca said.
Amy smiles, "Thank you."
P.J. releases a hold of his mom and rubs his eyes of the tears, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I was actually going."
Amy shakes her head, "It's okay. You're safe and sound, and that's all the counts."
Michael looks from his wife to the officer, "Please keep up posted if you find anything new."
Becca nods, "Of course."
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The door fell from the frame, making a loud thud. P.J. swallowed hard and felt a sudden nervousness while he entered his own apartment. He found an umbrella by the floor and he picked it up in case someone was in there. He glanced around, chairs were knocked over as well as glass was shattered. P.J. felt terrified, he felt like he was living some horror film. He peaked into his father's bedroom, and saw nothing. He walked down the hallway and found a shadow laying on the floor.
The boy leaned forward and from the moonlight, P.J. could see the shadow man was his father. P.J. dropped the umbrella the moment he saw his dad. He never seen that much blood before, there was a small puddle on the floor. Once he snapped himself out of this trance he reached into his pocket and dialed 9-1-1.
"9-1-1, what's your emergency?" The person asked.
"Hello please, I need an ambulance my father is passed out on the floor and bleeding. I think someone attacked him, please help." P.J. said nearly crying.
"Alright son, calm down. Please tell me the location you are calling from." The person said.
"3220 apartment number B, Jefferson Road." P.J. said.
"Okay, someone is on there way now." The person said.
P.J. hangs up and looks for a sign of his father breathing, "Dad-."
P.J. saw a knife in his dad's body, he knew not to move it in case there are finger prints on it. P.J. reached down to his dad's neck and felt a pulse, he was still alive. A small sigh of relief came to him, then suddenly he heard the sound of sirens. P.J. got up and ran to the door, he bolted out and waved them down. The medics saw the boy covered in blood and ran over.
"He's inside." P.J. said.
One medic ran inside as the other pulled him away, just as this happened the police showed up. An officer came over and told the medic to got inside, and by this time everyone in the whole neighborhood were outside wondering what was going on. P.J. leaned against the cop car, he was being comforted by an officer just then he sees a gurney coming out with his dad. P.J. ran over and looked at the medic in the eyes, nearly on the point
of crying.
"Please, let me ride with him." P.J. said.
"Of course, son." The medic said.
P.J. suddenly zoned back once he felt the car stop, he had been silent the whole ride back to Amy's after he was picked up at the hospital. Amy didn't try to make him talk, and she knew he was going to need his family at this point. Michael went inside first, and then Amy watched her son hang his head down and followed Michael in.
"P.J., are you okay?" Was Teddy's first concern.
P.J. looked up and slowly nodded, "Um- yeah."
Amy looks at her son, "Why don't you sit down and we can talk about it."
P.J. shakes his head, "You know what- I'm just tired. I'm going off to bed."
P.J. didn't give them anytime to stop him, and they watched as P.J. walked up the stairs of his mother's place. Amy exhales deeply and sits down, she was happy that Gabe was asleep as well as Charlie which she assumed that Teddy got them to sleep. Nancy put her hand on Amy's knee, looking at her daughter with concern.
"Amy, what happened?" Nancy asked.
Amy nearly choked up, "Bob was attacked at his home."
"What?" Teddy spoke.
Phil looked worried, "Who did it?"
Amy shrugs her shoulders, "They don't know. All we know is that P.J. found Bob laying on the floor and they are looking for the attacker." Amy said.
Nancy put her hand on her heart, "Awe poor dear."
Phil stands up, "I am going to take a flat iron to the bastard to make my baby cry."
Amy reaches her hand up, "Daddy no. Let the police do there job." Amy said.
Teddy looked at her mother, she knew since Amy knew Bob the longest that this must be hard but then again Teddy thought about how much harder it must be on P.J. He lived with Bob all his life, and he also found him on the floor bleeding.
"How is he?" Teddy asked.
"He will live, that's all they told us. The doctors will update us on his condition." Amy said.
Michael entered the room with two cups of coffee, one for Amy and the other for himself. He sits next to Amy, he places a hand on her knee softly. She curls her head on his chest, right now she needed to cry and yet she wanted to hug P.J. and tell him everything is alright.
"How are we going to tell Gabe?" Teddy asked.
"I'll tell the boy," Phil said.
Amy looks at her dad, "Dad no. He's my son, and I'll handle the situation."
Michael nods, "Has anyone contacted Robert's brother?"
Amy nods, "P.J. called him before we left the parking lot. I didn't hear much but it sounded depression." Amy said.
Teddy looks up at the stairs, she wanted to go hug her brother and yet she didn't know what to say to him. Teddy slowly turns her head to her mom, her eyes seeping with tears.
"Mom-," Teddy said.
Amy turns her head to Teddy, "Teddy?"
"Mom, you know I love you. Even if I yell at you, or hate the fact that you tired to rebuild the family. I am sorry I said all those mean things when you married Michael, I- I'd never want anything like this happen to you." She says.
Amy gets up and hugs her daughter, "I know. I love you too sweetie." Amy said.
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P.J. sat against the window still, he looked out the window and like a movie on rewind the memories flowed back over and over. P.J. wanted it to shut off and let him get some sleep, yet it wouldn't work. He leaned his head back against the window and exhaled deeply.
"If I wasn't worried about him- he'd be dead." P.J. mumbles.
P.J. turns his head out the window, it was late and it was dark. P.J. felt his phone vibrate in his pants pocket, pulling it out he saw the caller ID light up his face. It was Emmett, and he wondered why he would be calling him.
"Emmett, what is it?" P.J. asked.
"Dude, there is some gossip that someone knows who tried to kill your old man." Emmett said.
P.J. glanced at Gabe, he wanted to make sure his kid brother was asleep before saying what he was about to say.
"Who the hell did it?" P.J. asked sounding a bit different.
"Word is it was Jason's dad." Emmett said.
"Frank Jones?" P.J. asked sounding stunned.
"Yeah, so what do we do?" Emmett asked.
P.J. glanced at the door in the bedroom that he was sharing with his brother and then to the window, he pondered over what to say and then came up with a choice. He grabbed his jacket and placed his shoes one, P.J. put on the jacket.
"Your pick up truck still running?" P.J. asked.
"Yeah why?" Emmett asked.
P.J. nods to himself, "Pick me up at the bus station. We have to pay someone a visit."
P.J. hung up and opened the window, he jumped out and climbed into a tree. He climbed down the tree and landed by the window in the living room. P.J. stops and turn, he looks seeing Teddy and Amy smiling and hugging. It made him smile for a moment, and then put his hood up and ran off.
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"Hey, P.J." Teddy says softly.
Teddy opens the door and sees Gabe asleep first, a small smile appears on her face. She slowly enters the room and felt a large gust of wind.
'That's strange, Gabe hates sleeping with the window open.' Teddy thought.
Teddy walked over and shut the window, and then turned to bottom bunk now and in the moon light she could see P.J. was not in the bed. At that moment she was afraid, and she didn't know what to do. She gulped and then she turned her head to the window, she reached for her phone and dialed someone.
"Hey, its me. Um can you pick me up by the library, we need to go after my brother." Teddy said into the phone while brushing her hair behind her ears.
Teddy opens the window, she leans forward out and glanced around hoping no one would see her as she was about to sneak out to find her brother and stop him from doing whatever he about to do.
"Son of a bitch," Teddy mumbles.
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