Well the time is quickly drawing to the end. Seems like it might be the Rapture coming up, possibly on the Blood Moon, or shortly thereafter. (Forgive me if I'm wrong, but it never hurts to be aware of this and be prepared, we never know when our time is coming.) So I want to see all you readers out there to be up in Haven with me at the Feast of the Wedding of the Lamb of God! If you want to make sure you are saved and right with God and on your way to Heaven, no matter how you get there, it's simple as ABC. A: Admit you are a sinner, God knows this. B: Believe God sent His Son Jesus to die for you to pay the debt for all of your sins. That He was crucified died, and on the 3rd day he was resurrected. C: Confess and Commit your life to Him. Confesses with your mouth and believe in your heart God sent Jesus to die to you and you surrender your life to Him now, and receive His free gift of Salvation. Say it as simple as I believe in You God/Jesus forgive me for all my sins and save me. That's it, if you prayed or believed that then welcome to the Family of God‼ See you up in Heaven or in the sky at the Rapture!
The Blessings Pour In
Well the kids had gotten home and Mortimer was very pleased with how many homes they had found. Then shocked at the news of what happened to George. Then upset to hear what he knew all along, about Don, as Joel showed him what he had recorded on his cell phone. The raid was over, and the kids were being processed and the trucks had been already been sent out to some of the homes that were phoned in, and then according to the rest of information, the kids had gotten, to the willing people with open arms and hearts. It was pretty late in the night when most of the kids were taken to their new and or albeit for the most of them, temporary homes.
The Caliente's were one of the blessed ones as 2 teen girls were being dropped off very late in the night but it was quite okay especially since it was just in time to catch Gordon King a well-known burglar in the area. "Stay down kids, and be quiet," Marie ordered the 2 teen girls spotting the crook casing the joint as she pulled up in an unmarked police car to deliver the kids to their new temporary foster home. "It's Marie to dispatch, I believe I have Gordon King in my sights, he's trying to break-in to the Caliente's home. I'm in pursuit now," she told dispatch and having no backup she had to do it alone. She crept up to the crook as close as she could, before she was spotted. Gordon was too busy breaking into the house to notice right away, until she hit him.
"Aaaahhaaaa," he hit the ground, as his body convulsed with electricity!
"Ha, ha, ha, finally caught you King, you're gonna be put away for a very long time. Just a small hint of what's to come. You got a list of crimes 10 miles long, you're getting the chair!" Taser out of the round, and as she was about to cuff him is when he tried to make a break for it, and run.
"N-no," he pushed her over and took off running a few feet almost crawling as the Taser dart-like fishhook like barb electrodes tore out from his back. He fell down in pain, for a second, then got partly up and just barely got across to the other side of the street as Marie easily pursued him. The silence of the night was broken with the sound of 4 gunshots being fired, and the agonizing screams, and cursing of pain!
Gordon's blood was on the pavement, he wasn't dead, well, at least not yet, but he wouldn't be moving anywhere anytime soon! Marie had successfully with her eagle-eyed shots, nailed Gordon once in each appendage! Gordon King was wanted in several places, and had a list of charges and crimes miles long, they wanted him dead or alive, preferably alive, so as to pay for his crimes before facing the chair! That night Marie had earned a promotion while her partner got a demotion and suspended pay.
The Caliente's welcomed the two teenaged girls into their home with open albeit shaking arms, knowing how close they had been to being robbed blind or worse, they were very thankful, for the girls.
The Dreamer's had a baby as well as a child delivered. "It's going to be fun taking care of a kid again. So is this baby all mine, can I name her?" She, the baby, was dark-skinned, and unnamed as of yet, but time would tell if her birth mother had given her up, or if she was taken from her, and or could be adopted by Darren.
"I don't know, yet, time will tell, after we get her files sorted out. So for now, just love her, and play with her, that's all babies need, is love, food, and diaper changes."
"That I can handle, let's get you a bottle cutie, and I'll bet you're hungry too. I think there's some spaghetti in the fridge waiting for you if you're interested." The little girl nodded, "Let me warm it up for you. And maybe we can try the EC thing with you, see how it goes."
The Broke's in their safe home after he was back from the doctors got little Heath. "Be sure to take extra good care of this one, Mrs. Broke, little Heath needs it, after what he's been through."
"Ohh I will, ohh come on, let me make you something to eat. It's the least I can do." She was getting started on some pancakes for Heath and the police officer, but peanut butter banana toped ones for her and Dustin, unless Heath and the police officer cared for them. The door was opened and closed as Dustin came back home from breaking up with Angela, and facing her now that they had finished scolding, punishing, and spanking her, and had taken her to their old home. "Ah, there's Dustin, now, you can meet Beau later after you eat, if you like, he's in his crib sleeping, for now. Dustin, he's here, come in the kitchen and meet him, his name is Heath."
Dustin was in a great mood, the breakup was a good memory, but he couldn't say the same of that slut Angela Pleasant! When he left she was going crazy in an absolute state of painful misery, it brought him such joy to see her suffer. Especially when he had found out what she had done to him. Having his and Lilith's grades hacked all these years, was over the top crazy demented. Turns out she had gotten herself pregnant, from his old grade school principal Mr. Alto. It was both to pay her debt so he would keep their grades hacked. And if she had gotten herself pregnant from it, which she had, she would use it to get him into trouble and to stick him with child support payments! Which she of course would mostly use to further keep her grades hacked and high. Speaking of grades, his as well as Lilian's grades would have to be check on now, but Dustin was sure he was an A+ student. Dustin would also need a restraining order, put on Angela Pleasant, which he could get started on right now with the cop still here. "Mmm, that smells so good, peanut butter pancakes, and bananas, right?" She nodded. "Yummy. Man have I ever got some news to tell you, mom, all about what Angela did to me and Lilian, you're never gonna believe it, she's sick, truly sick in the head. So you're here already, I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow morning before I could meet you. Bonsoir, mon frère, bienvenue à notre famille. That's French for…"
"Hello, my brother, welcome to our family. I know, I'm French."
"We're gonna get along just fine, mon frère."
Even the Blessing family got a little girl delivery, that night, along with a soon to transition boy baby after they had moved into their new home. "Oh aren't they just precious. Hello little ones," Pam cooed over them.
"You got a good home here, you'll be quite safe here, and if you'll allow us, you'll learn quite a lot from us."
The Oldies got a houseful of kids, 6 of them, as they requested, from baby to teen, it was going to be a handful, but a happy handful. Toys, food, beds, and the like were all awaiting the kid's arrival, along with generous hot home cooked meals, and plenty of love to go around.
The Pleasant's also had a lot to deal with, so it wasn't quite the same blessing as their parent's, father and mother in-law, and grandparents, had, well, until later that night that is. Daniel had phoned the police to make she their daughter Angela was at their home and staying the on the porch. Angela seemed to have forgotten her parents are much smarter than her, as she had foolishly tried to take off to the man who had gotten her pregnant, to take shelter there. Angela made it there, uncaught, but was betrayed and quickly turned away, by the same man who got her knocked up, a Mr. Alto, their former elementary school principal.
"You're pregnant?! Let me guess it's mine," Angela nodded. "And let me guess you want me to pay for your child support payments?" She nodded again. "What are you insane?! It sure looks like it in that comfy straightjacket of yours. Well guess what, bitch, I don't care, if you really are or not."
"You have to pay for the child support, it's your kid!"
"No way, why should I! I will do no such thing! Need I remind you, that you wanted this, so guess what, you got it! I've had my night of fun with you, I got my payment and my jollies, so if you're pregnant, that's your problem not mine. I'm not paying a cent for this kid of yours, whether it's mine or not, and I have serious doubts about that. It's your problem, slut. As far as I'm concerned, you got yourself into this mess, having underage WhooHoo with me, so you can get yourself out of it. Besides, Social Services will just take it from you, if you don't lose it before then so what do you care? Go home little girl, go whine and cry to your mommy and daddy about it."
"You selfish son of a bitch! You prick! You have to pay me asshole!"
That was the final straw, "Oh, that's it, okay, I'm done. So as far as those grades I've been hacking and changing, all these years, I'm so done with it, I don't want to get caught. I've come too close to it too many times with Dustin's grades, especially in his French classes, he always gets A's. I can't take the chance anymore. Oh and if you try to frame me, I'll just deny it, and lie my way out of it all the way. I have a great lawyer. Goodbye, slut, I mean, Angela, like, have a nice life, not," Mr. Alto said and slammed the door right in her face!
About to be stuck wandering the streets, still in a straitjacket, so she thought. Nope, a block up the street from Mr. Alto she was found by the police and was questioned there. And again further at the cop shop where she finally fessed up. She was then taken home with a police officer, to wait there with her, until the Pleasants arrived home. The culprit Mr. Alto who had indeed raped her, or rather she chose to consent to the underage WhooHoo, and maybe get herself pregnant with his child. She had done it with the sole purpose of getting both out of her debt to pay for getting hers, and her sister's grades hacked and changed, along with Dustin's. And if Angela had gotten herself knocked up, she had intended to use it to screw Dustin over. In some good news, both for her, and for the sake of peace of mind, as well as busting the creep, he was arrested and charged, and behind bars, before he could call up that expensive lawyer of his.
Well as to be expected, Angela got one very long earful, long into the night, and a very warmed backside several times over, out of love and yes some of it in anger, by both her parents and Lilian. She would be getting several more of those earfuls and warmed backsides over the next 3 to 5 days. They had called Dustin up and told him to meet them there at his old home.
Making due on what they had threatened, Angela was then taken to the Broke's old home, to be dropped off to there to live there for most of her adolescent years. They had both decided she could live here until she was 2 years from adulthood. Straitjacket still on, Dustin told her everything, that he was Dusty, he showed her his freckles, and told her he was also getting a restraining order put on her, and that he was of course, breaking up with her. Angela lost it at that point, and tried to fight him, but got nowhere fast, still stuck in that straightjacket.
Long after Dustin had left, so he was safe, so she wouldn't find out where he had moved to, and after a few more swats and earfuls, the straightjacket was finally removed, and there Angela Pleasant was left, there in her own misery, in her bottomed out red Aspiration, to fend for herself. All that was left in there was Dustin's bed, a toilet, sink, tub, the fridge, stove, counters, and the cheap table, and chairs, the phone, and some baby mush, a bag of chips, and a can of juice, in the fridge to eat, all the food was gone. There was nothing else. She would get nothing else, unless she could afford it from her salary, she would have to earn from her parents to pay the bills.
Back home the happy, much happier Pleasant family with that evil dark presence gone from the home Mary-Sue and Daniel made WhooHoo trying for a baby, and then changed their Aspirations to Family. There they waited to welcome their new additions to the family, a baby boy, a toddler boy, and a teen boy, to look after, and maybe adopt.
The Burbs however would not be getting a foster child or get to adopt a child, all because of John Burb. In fact, John was lucky to still be employed. After that stunt, he pulled, and after the calls Brandi had made. Well, he was demoted, and was on a leave of absence, without pay, and was forced to take both etiquette and sensitivity training classes, before he was allowed back on the force, with docked pay for 2 weeks of course, mostly for his now bad reputation.
"I don't know why I ever married you. Go sleep on the couch, you pig!"
Hours ago awoken from the vampiric slumber with a start and gasping, a blond-haired man called out, both in spirit and in voice. "Breathe, Joel, come breathe, take a breath, please breathe. Hear His voice hear His Voice and live. Please breathe and live, I love you, please breathe. Ti voglio bene, sigh, ohh. Oh mio Dio, he's alive, he's still alive. My son is still alive. Where are you baby, where are you? I'll find you, just breathe, I love you so much, and one of these days, I will find you."