Scott's World-CH. 20
Scott became conscience but hadn't opened his eyes yet. Boy what a splitting headache. That must have been some potent bottle of wine. Not only was his head pounding but also there was a constant hum going through his head that just wouldn't stop. He slowly opened his eyes because he knew the light would probably kill him. He wanted to gaze at the beautiful sight that should be lying down next to him.
Sheer panic came over him as he opened his eyes and realized that the sound he was hearing was not in his head but from the twin engine private plane that he was flying in. Then he heard voices.
"He's just now starting to come around. We'd better make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid."
Scott looked up from where he was laying and saw two men come in the small sleeping quarters that was on the private plane. "What the hell's going on and why am I here? Where's Shelby? Nothing had better of happened to her."
"Relax kid, your girlfriend is fine and back where she should be."
"What about me? I should be back at school also. This is kidnapping and you're not going to get away with this."
"You should be back at school? What a joke. Sneaking off campus for a little rendezvous. You only made it easier on us to get our hands on you. No one is going to have any clue as to what happened to you. Your little girlfriend probably woke with a hangover and thought that you ran away from her. Besides, you won't need the likes of her anymore. There are bigger and better things in store for you. All I can say is that your Grandfather has definitely got his work cut out for him by redeveloping you."
"So this is what this is all about. Big and powerful granddad thinks that he can own people. Well guess what? The jokes on him. He's not going to change me one bit. He can't just take people against their will and make other people suffer.
I demand to make a phone call."
"Excuse me but last time I looked I was the kidnapper and you were the victim. You are in no position to make demands here. You are just a job to me so I can get paid. I was told to deliver you in one piece. I was not told that I had to be hospitable."
This guy was a jerk and Scott didn't like his attitude. He knew that his grandfather would have his hide if anything should happen to him. Scott figured that he could push and see how far he could get. He did knew that he couldn't do anything dramatic until the plane landed.
"I'm starving where's something to eat? This is suppose to be first class service isn't it?"
Spencer was starting to get tired of the pissy attitude of this kid. The kid needed a good slap and be put into his place. "There you go again asking for demands. If you'd ask nicely than maybe I would consider it."
"Kiss my ass and give me some food. I don't have to be courteous to a kidnapper. People like you don't deserve common courtesy."
Scott had definitely pushed Spencer too far. The next thing that he knew he was lying face down on the floor with Spencer on top of him pulling his arms up behind his back. Scott thought that Spencer was going to brake his arms the way he was pushing on them. The pain was too much to bare and Scott finally let out a scream.
"Oww, get off of me." He tried to get away but Spencer had too much weight on him so he couldn't move. Spencer grabbed a handful of hair and jerked his head back.
"And who the hell do you think that you are that you can make a decision about what I deserve?" He pulled Scott's head back farther until he got another cry of pain outburst. "Now if I was you I'd be making an apology right now."
Scott always had to learn things the hard way. He was relentless and wouldn't give up that easy. "Go f- - k yourself."
Spencer pulled him up with all his strength and slapped Scott across the face as hard as he could. Scott would have been knocked down with a blow like that but Spencer had him by the shirt with his other hand. Blood trickled out of the side of his mouth as he spat it out on him. Spencer dragged him over to the small bed and pushed him down on it. "Give me the injection." Another man came over and gave Spencer a syringe with some kind of fluid in it. Scott became scared because he had no idea what it consisted of. Now has the time to try and make amends.
"Ok I'm sorry. You're right. You do deserve some courtesy. "
Spencer just smiled and said, "Glad to hear it kid but you still get on my nerves." He shoved the needle into Scott's arm and waited for him to go limp before he let go of him. It should be a quieter trip now. Scott should sleep the rest of the way to Denver.
Horizon
Everyone was standing in the dinning hall trying to make sense of what Shelby was saying. She just seemed delusional and completely out of control.
Peter was trying to get her to calm down so he could have a conversation with her.
"Shelby calm down. I need you to calm down so you can tell me what happened."
"I think that we were drugged. When I woke up Scott was gone."
"What do you mean drugged? Where were you and Scott when this all happened?"
Shelby knew that she was in trouble now because she had to tell Peter the whole story. "Scott and I met after lights out. We were alone in the woods when someone came up from behind us and put something over our faces. The next thing I knew I was waking up and Scott was gone."
"Was it just one person or more than one?"
"I think maybe more than one because when I felt the grab for a split second I looked over at Scott and he was being handled also. It happened so quickly that I don't remember that much."
"Ok Shelby, take me to where this all took place."
Shelby's eyes got big and she turned white. "Oh no Peter I can't."
"You have to Shelby. I need to see if there was anything left behind for evidence. Sophie call the police and have them meet me. I'll bring the radio and give you directions when I get there." He grabbed Shelby by the arm and walked her out the door.
Shelby was very hesitant. Peter gave her a little push. "Come on Shelby you need to help out if we're going to get Scott back." Shelby started walking without looking back and went straight to Scott and hers secret location. So much for keeping it a secret but right now all she could think about was helping Scott out.
Once she got there she turned to Peter and held out her arms. "My paradise."
Peter couldn't believe what he saw. He walked over to the tent and looked inside. This was more than just a walk around the park and talk kind of place. There was a table, bed, candles and wine decorating the place. Peter didn't need to ask twice about what was suppose to happen here. He looked over at Shelby.
"Why Shelby. You both knew the rules. I was suppose to keep Scott safe and you just set him up."
"What do you mean set him up?"
By this time Sophie and the sheriff were on the scene. Peter looked at Sophie and nodded to the tent. She went over and looked inside. She was now on the same wavelength as Peter.
Shelby was getting flustered now because Peter hadn't answered her. "Peter what do you mean set him up?"
Peter spoke as if talking to the sheriff but wanted everyone around to hear him.
"I got a call from Mr. Barringer a week ago telling me that he thought Scott might be in danger of his Grandfather. I was given direct orders to not let him visit Scott. I was told that he could be capable of force and that I was to keep an eye on Scott for anything out of the ordinary. Two days ago I got a visit from the older Barringer. He wasn't to pleased to know that I wouldn't let him see Scott. My guess is that he used force here to kidnap Scott." He now looked over to Shelby, "If Scott had remained on campus like he was suppose to instead of sneaking off into the night than this might not have happened."
Shelby broke down and cried because she now was holding all the blame on herself. Sophie went over to her and held her shoulders. She lifted her head and looked her right in the eyes. "Did it happen here last night Shelby?"
Shelby still continued to cry and she shook her head yes because she knew what Sophie was referring to. "We were careful. We used protection."
"Where did you get it? Better yet, where did the wine come from also?"
"You can't expect me to give away all my secrets can you?"
Peter told Sophie to take her back to camp and give her a pregnancy test. "You know that we have to call your mother don't you? How could you have been so irresponsible? I thought that you and Scott were smarter than that. How do I ever trust you again after deceiving me like this?"
"I'm sorry." That was the only thing that she could think of to say at that time. Sophie held her hand and led her back to the campus.
The only thing that turned up at the campsite was a handkerchief that smelled like chloroform. The sheriff put it in a bag for the forensics lad to do some testing on it. Peter was unsure of what to do with the tent and all the gear that was in it. He'd take care of it later because first he needed to go call Mr. Barringer and tell him that his son was kidnapped.
Denver
Spencer called Edward when they had arrived in Denver. Edward had to make sure all the necessary accommodations were in order for the arrival of his grandson. He sent a limo out to the airport to pick up the passangers. He paced the halls of his estate waiting anxiously for the car. Marshall came in and looked at his fidgeting father.
"Dad are you alright? You seem tense about something."
"No I 'm fine. In fact I'm better than fine. I'm waiting for the arrival of my grandson and your nephew Scott."
"You mean Martian is allowing you to meet him?"
"Of course not, Martian doesn't even know. You actually think that he would allow me near him? Don't be absurd."
"Well how did you get Scott to come visit you?"
"He doesn't know yet and he's not coming to visit he's coming to live."
Marshall was dumbfounded. "You mean you kidnapped him?"
"Marshall don't put it like that. We're all going to welcome him with open arms. You make it sound like I'm doing something illegal."
"Dad if you took the kid without his consent or without Martians, than that would be illegal."
"I'll get his consent when he gets here. Now go tell everyone else that we are expecting company and they had better welcome him with open arms."
Marshall was not pleased. Now he was going to have to fight harder to gain control over his father's company. He was not going to let Martian and his bastard son have any share of the company that he worked so hard for all these years just because he couldn't produce a male heir. That boy stepping foot in this house was the beginning of a nightmare to him and he'll have to find ways to make sure things didn't work out. He'd better go spread the good news before his father suspected him of sabotage.
To be continued.
Scott became conscience but hadn't opened his eyes yet. Boy what a splitting headache. That must have been some potent bottle of wine. Not only was his head pounding but also there was a constant hum going through his head that just wouldn't stop. He slowly opened his eyes because he knew the light would probably kill him. He wanted to gaze at the beautiful sight that should be lying down next to him.
Sheer panic came over him as he opened his eyes and realized that the sound he was hearing was not in his head but from the twin engine private plane that he was flying in. Then he heard voices.
"He's just now starting to come around. We'd better make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid."
Scott looked up from where he was laying and saw two men come in the small sleeping quarters that was on the private plane. "What the hell's going on and why am I here? Where's Shelby? Nothing had better of happened to her."
"Relax kid, your girlfriend is fine and back where she should be."
"What about me? I should be back at school also. This is kidnapping and you're not going to get away with this."
"You should be back at school? What a joke. Sneaking off campus for a little rendezvous. You only made it easier on us to get our hands on you. No one is going to have any clue as to what happened to you. Your little girlfriend probably woke with a hangover and thought that you ran away from her. Besides, you won't need the likes of her anymore. There are bigger and better things in store for you. All I can say is that your Grandfather has definitely got his work cut out for him by redeveloping you."
"So this is what this is all about. Big and powerful granddad thinks that he can own people. Well guess what? The jokes on him. He's not going to change me one bit. He can't just take people against their will and make other people suffer.
I demand to make a phone call."
"Excuse me but last time I looked I was the kidnapper and you were the victim. You are in no position to make demands here. You are just a job to me so I can get paid. I was told to deliver you in one piece. I was not told that I had to be hospitable."
This guy was a jerk and Scott didn't like his attitude. He knew that his grandfather would have his hide if anything should happen to him. Scott figured that he could push and see how far he could get. He did knew that he couldn't do anything dramatic until the plane landed.
"I'm starving where's something to eat? This is suppose to be first class service isn't it?"
Spencer was starting to get tired of the pissy attitude of this kid. The kid needed a good slap and be put into his place. "There you go again asking for demands. If you'd ask nicely than maybe I would consider it."
"Kiss my ass and give me some food. I don't have to be courteous to a kidnapper. People like you don't deserve common courtesy."
Scott had definitely pushed Spencer too far. The next thing that he knew he was lying face down on the floor with Spencer on top of him pulling his arms up behind his back. Scott thought that Spencer was going to brake his arms the way he was pushing on them. The pain was too much to bare and Scott finally let out a scream.
"Oww, get off of me." He tried to get away but Spencer had too much weight on him so he couldn't move. Spencer grabbed a handful of hair and jerked his head back.
"And who the hell do you think that you are that you can make a decision about what I deserve?" He pulled Scott's head back farther until he got another cry of pain outburst. "Now if I was you I'd be making an apology right now."
Scott always had to learn things the hard way. He was relentless and wouldn't give up that easy. "Go f- - k yourself."
Spencer pulled him up with all his strength and slapped Scott across the face as hard as he could. Scott would have been knocked down with a blow like that but Spencer had him by the shirt with his other hand. Blood trickled out of the side of his mouth as he spat it out on him. Spencer dragged him over to the small bed and pushed him down on it. "Give me the injection." Another man came over and gave Spencer a syringe with some kind of fluid in it. Scott became scared because he had no idea what it consisted of. Now has the time to try and make amends.
"Ok I'm sorry. You're right. You do deserve some courtesy. "
Spencer just smiled and said, "Glad to hear it kid but you still get on my nerves." He shoved the needle into Scott's arm and waited for him to go limp before he let go of him. It should be a quieter trip now. Scott should sleep the rest of the way to Denver.
Horizon
Everyone was standing in the dinning hall trying to make sense of what Shelby was saying. She just seemed delusional and completely out of control.
Peter was trying to get her to calm down so he could have a conversation with her.
"Shelby calm down. I need you to calm down so you can tell me what happened."
"I think that we were drugged. When I woke up Scott was gone."
"What do you mean drugged? Where were you and Scott when this all happened?"
Shelby knew that she was in trouble now because she had to tell Peter the whole story. "Scott and I met after lights out. We were alone in the woods when someone came up from behind us and put something over our faces. The next thing I knew I was waking up and Scott was gone."
"Was it just one person or more than one?"
"I think maybe more than one because when I felt the grab for a split second I looked over at Scott and he was being handled also. It happened so quickly that I don't remember that much."
"Ok Shelby, take me to where this all took place."
Shelby's eyes got big and she turned white. "Oh no Peter I can't."
"You have to Shelby. I need to see if there was anything left behind for evidence. Sophie call the police and have them meet me. I'll bring the radio and give you directions when I get there." He grabbed Shelby by the arm and walked her out the door.
Shelby was very hesitant. Peter gave her a little push. "Come on Shelby you need to help out if we're going to get Scott back." Shelby started walking without looking back and went straight to Scott and hers secret location. So much for keeping it a secret but right now all she could think about was helping Scott out.
Once she got there she turned to Peter and held out her arms. "My paradise."
Peter couldn't believe what he saw. He walked over to the tent and looked inside. This was more than just a walk around the park and talk kind of place. There was a table, bed, candles and wine decorating the place. Peter didn't need to ask twice about what was suppose to happen here. He looked over at Shelby.
"Why Shelby. You both knew the rules. I was suppose to keep Scott safe and you just set him up."
"What do you mean set him up?"
By this time Sophie and the sheriff were on the scene. Peter looked at Sophie and nodded to the tent. She went over and looked inside. She was now on the same wavelength as Peter.
Shelby was getting flustered now because Peter hadn't answered her. "Peter what do you mean set him up?"
Peter spoke as if talking to the sheriff but wanted everyone around to hear him.
"I got a call from Mr. Barringer a week ago telling me that he thought Scott might be in danger of his Grandfather. I was given direct orders to not let him visit Scott. I was told that he could be capable of force and that I was to keep an eye on Scott for anything out of the ordinary. Two days ago I got a visit from the older Barringer. He wasn't to pleased to know that I wouldn't let him see Scott. My guess is that he used force here to kidnap Scott." He now looked over to Shelby, "If Scott had remained on campus like he was suppose to instead of sneaking off into the night than this might not have happened."
Shelby broke down and cried because she now was holding all the blame on herself. Sophie went over to her and held her shoulders. She lifted her head and looked her right in the eyes. "Did it happen here last night Shelby?"
Shelby still continued to cry and she shook her head yes because she knew what Sophie was referring to. "We were careful. We used protection."
"Where did you get it? Better yet, where did the wine come from also?"
"You can't expect me to give away all my secrets can you?"
Peter told Sophie to take her back to camp and give her a pregnancy test. "You know that we have to call your mother don't you? How could you have been so irresponsible? I thought that you and Scott were smarter than that. How do I ever trust you again after deceiving me like this?"
"I'm sorry." That was the only thing that she could think of to say at that time. Sophie held her hand and led her back to the campus.
The only thing that turned up at the campsite was a handkerchief that smelled like chloroform. The sheriff put it in a bag for the forensics lad to do some testing on it. Peter was unsure of what to do with the tent and all the gear that was in it. He'd take care of it later because first he needed to go call Mr. Barringer and tell him that his son was kidnapped.
Denver
Spencer called Edward when they had arrived in Denver. Edward had to make sure all the necessary accommodations were in order for the arrival of his grandson. He sent a limo out to the airport to pick up the passangers. He paced the halls of his estate waiting anxiously for the car. Marshall came in and looked at his fidgeting father.
"Dad are you alright? You seem tense about something."
"No I 'm fine. In fact I'm better than fine. I'm waiting for the arrival of my grandson and your nephew Scott."
"You mean Martian is allowing you to meet him?"
"Of course not, Martian doesn't even know. You actually think that he would allow me near him? Don't be absurd."
"Well how did you get Scott to come visit you?"
"He doesn't know yet and he's not coming to visit he's coming to live."
Marshall was dumbfounded. "You mean you kidnapped him?"
"Marshall don't put it like that. We're all going to welcome him with open arms. You make it sound like I'm doing something illegal."
"Dad if you took the kid without his consent or without Martians, than that would be illegal."
"I'll get his consent when he gets here. Now go tell everyone else that we are expecting company and they had better welcome him with open arms."
Marshall was not pleased. Now he was going to have to fight harder to gain control over his father's company. He was not going to let Martian and his bastard son have any share of the company that he worked so hard for all these years just because he couldn't produce a male heir. That boy stepping foot in this house was the beginning of a nightmare to him and he'll have to find ways to make sure things didn't work out. He'd better go spread the good news before his father suspected him of sabotage.
To be continued.