Authors note: I don't condone drug use or pre-martial sex even though it is in my story. I want to thank everyone who sends responses but I do have to comment on one response from Lizzy. In my story I make a comment of Scott's blue eyes and Lizzy told me that Hayden has brown eyes. I'm sorry Lizzy but you are wrong because Hayden definitely has blue eyes. There is a website out there that has this information wrong and I cringe every time I see it.


Scott's World-CH. 21

Scott was still groggy eyed when he was taken off the plane. He wanted so bad to make his escape at this time. I took off running when everyone around him seemed to be occupied with something else. He didn't get very far because he was still in no condition to use his motor senses. Spencer was on him in no time pulling him into the waiting limo.

"Nice try kid but you still have the disadvantage of having a sedative still in your system."

"You're not going to get away with this," Scott's speech slurred.

"You should think up some new dialog kid because that one is getting old. Not only am I going to get away with this but I already have."

"Nobody likes a cocky kidnapper."

"Yeah, and nobody likes a smart mouth kid. When you get to the Barringer estate you'll be taught some manners."

"Well the old saying is that you can bring a horse to water but you can't make him drink."

"You better learn to drink over there if you want to survive."

"What's that suppose to mean. Is that some kind of threat?"

"Let me put it this way kid. Edward always gets what he wants and he is very big on blackmail. How much does that cute little blonde mean to you?"

Scott's mouth flew open and his eyes got as big as saucers. "No one better lay a finger on Shelby."

"Shelby huh. Thank you I didn't know the name before. You just scored a bonus point."

Scott was fuming now as well as scared. He was thinking that these people were crazy but they obviously meant business. He felt a little defeated right now because he didn't know where he stood in this whole mess. He thought that he'd better play by their rules until he figured out what was going on.

Martian's home+++++++++++++++++++++

Martian slammed down the phone. He couldn't believe it. His father did what he was hoping he wouldn't. The thought crossed his mind that what if it wasn't his father? That would mean that something else had happened to Scott and he just didn't have the energy to think about that right then. He was going to be on the next flight out to Denver to confront his family in person. He called his ex-wife Susan to let her know of what was going on. She of course broke down and cried blaming the whole thing on herself for opening her big mouth earlier to Marshall. She wanted to get involved in the whole search and rescue but Martian told her to stay out and just keep her ears open for any news that might show up.

Horizon+++++++++++++++++++++++

Shelby was a mess. They had to give her a sedative just to get her under control. Peter didn't know how to handle this situation right now. Nothing like this has ever happened before and he doubted that anything like this would ever happen again. There was nothing more that he could do regarding Scott. It was now out of his hands and was taken over by the police and Mr. Barringer. He was left with dealing with Shelby and her torn apart emotions. He had called Mrs. Merrick and learned that she just couldn't handle what Shelby did and acted almost disinterested. She was having so much complications in her own life that she couldn't handle Shelby's distractions. She gave Peter complete authority to deal with Shelby as he saw fit.

Peter walked into his office and just collapsed into a chair. Sophie strolled in with a sympathetic look on her face. "I'll stand by you all I can but I don't want to be in your shoes right now."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence. I just got off the phone with Mrs. Merrick and she pretty much gave us complete control over the well being of her daughter."

"Well I hope you know what you're doing because the situation gets worse."

"Oh Sophie don't tell me that. What could possible be worse about this whole thing?"

Sophie walked around for a minute because she didn't know if she should just blurt it out. She realized that Peter was waiting for her to continue. "It appears that Scott and Shelby weren't as careful as they thought. Shelby's pregnant."

Peter who was leaning back in his chair on two legs let the chair fall hard back into the floor. "Oh no. Please tell me that you're kidding."

"Peter, I'm sorry but I wouldn't lie about a thing like this. Now what happens? Our school is not equipped that handle pregnant moms."

"I'm quite aware of that Soph. Does Shelby know yet?"

"No, she's been out of it for awhile. Once I got the test results back I informed the nurse not to give her anything that would harm the fetus."

"Well the first thing that we need to do is tell her and then we need to get her emotionally strong enough to accept the situation. Right now I'm sure that Scott is the only thing on her mind and so then she'll have two things to worry about."

"Maybe we should wait until we get more news on Scott first before we tell her."

"Ok that might be wise considering. Right now you, I and the nurse are the only ones that know right?"

"Right"

"Let's keep it that way for now."

Barringer Estate+++++++++++++++++++++

Edward went out to meet the car. Spencer got out one side and came around to open the door for Scott. He reached in and pulled Scott out of the car. Edward stood in awe as a proud grandfather looking upon his grandson for the first time. Scott looked him in the eye but refused to make a comment. Edward became concerned when he saw the bruised cheek and busted mouth. Scott's eyes were also bloodshot and his pupils were dilated. Edward turned to Spencer with anger.

"What happened to him? What drug is he on?"

"Sorry Mr. Barringer but Scott was giving us a real hard time and we had to sedate him. The drug should wear off soon. He fell at the airport and busted his mouth."

Scott realized that this was prime time to pay Spencer back. "That's bullshit. You hit me for no reason."

Spencer turned to him and snapped, "There was plenty of reason kid but you are also delusional."

Edward, "We won't fight about this out here. Scott let me properly introduce myself. I'm your grandfather Edward Barringer. I suppose that your father never mentioned me." He held out his hand for Scott to shake.

Scott refused the hand gesture and added with a smirk, "Yea, we used to sit around the dinner table and my dad would say, be careful of your grandfather because he likes to kidnap kids."

Edward was taken back a little at the rudeness. He looked over at Spencer and he just shrugged his shoulder with the I told you so look on his face.

"Well we seem to have a sense of humor don't we. Let's go inside and get you settled in shall we?"

The entourage started walking towards the huge estate except Scott. Once Edward realized that he wasn't moving he turned around.

"Excuse me but sense I'm not staying than there is no need to get me settled in is there?"

"Scott what seems to be the problem? I've never had the privilege of your company and when I offer my home to you with open arms you turn me down."

"Well excuse me Edward, granddad, grandfather grandpappy or whatever the hell I'm suppose to call you but, kidnapping someone in the middle of the night is not my idea of a formal invitation. I thought people like you took pride in formality."

"I see that you speak your mind which is a good trait sometimes but not when you're speaking to your elders. You will learn to have some respect because that's what makes a truly defined gentleman. Now because I'm the host here and you are the guest, you will learn to respect my wishes and keep your mouth shut. Now let's proceed to the house so you can meet other members of your family."

Scott could not believe this guy. No wonder his dad left home and didn't want anything to do with this family. The old man could really get under your skin after awhile. He knew that he wouldn't be able to take him on when he was not in total control of himself so that next best thing would be honor the old mans wishes and play along.

They walked into the foyer of the estate home and Scott was in awe at the beauty and size of this place. Complete with cathedral ceilings and spiral staircase that ended with an east and west wing. There was a man a little older than his father and a preppy but wild looking girl about 21. Edward made the introductions.

"Scott this is your uncle Marshall and his daughter your cousin Lilly."

Scott saw a big resemblance between Marshall and his father. He didn't know what to think about Lilly. She looked like a spoiled rich girl but the way she dressed you could tell that she had a rebellious side. Lilly spoke first.

"Well well well, if it isn't the chosen one."

Marshall gave Lilly a little nudge. "Now Lilly mind your manners. It's good to finally meet my nephew. How are you Scott? Was the trip comfortable enough for you?"

Somehow Scott didn't think that Marshall was being sincere. "Oh you mean being dragged out in the middle of the night against your will, shot up with a sedative, slapped around and tackled on the hard pavement in a parking lot, than yes it must have been a pleasant trip."

Lilly smiled. She was going to like this scenario. "Oh good he's not dull. It appears that he has some punk to him."

Edward grudgingly adds, "Yes Lilly it appears that you have finally met your match. Lilly here likes to test our authority here. Why don't you inform Scott of some of the consequences for defiant behavior? You can also show him to his room on the west wing. Dinner will be at 6:00 sharp. Dinner is a formal affair around here. There should be some clothes that should fit you in your closet. We'll get together after dinner and discuss your new lifestyle." Without another word he left the room and everyone went on their separate ways except Lilly.

Lilly faced him and started laughing. "Welcome to hell."

Scott had a puzzled expression on his face, "Does he always command a room like that?"

"Grandfather commands everything and everybody."

"But not you. You probably enjoy watching the old man sweat. You probably get a kick out of it don't you?"

"You're good at reading people and so am I. I predict that with my knowledge and your arrival that this place is about to be turned upside down."

"Let the party begin because I don't plan on staying long."

To be Continued.