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_There is a little bad language in this part. There is action adventure I swear it's coming up, but I have to do this stuff first.
Lose and Gain
Chapter 2 'Victim'
Solo turned over and hugged his stuffed animal. He'd woken up with an uneasy feeling settling over his four-year-old mind. He didn't know what it was that was making him so upset, but he knew it had something to do with his parents. Trembling he pulled himself into a tighter ball and listened to the silence of his house. His father had told him there were no monsters, but now he felt like there were. In fact he felt as if something was after him right now. Still shaking and unsure of himself Solo sat up and rubbed his eyes. He was on the verge of tears as he slipped threw the bars in his crib and walked shakily toward were his parents slept. He wanted to be with them right now.
Standing on his tiptoes Solo reached up and took the doorknob between his fingers and pushed the door open. Peaking around the corner he looked for a light or possibly a monster lurking in the shadows. When he saw that all was clear he slipped from behind his door and held, Fuzzles, his stuffed bear closer to him. His bare feet felt warm against the carpeted floor and he began to let his nerves ease a little bit. As he was about to reach his parents room faint noise from downstairs reached his ears. Not even thinking he darted through his parent's door and into their closet. He always hid there when he was playing hide-and-go-seek, and he felt safe there. Huddled in the corner of the small room he listened. Everything was silent and through the small slits in the closet door he could see his mom and dad sleeping peacefully.
Wrapping both of his chubby arms around the comfort item he reached his hand up to push the door open. Just as he was about to a shadow came through his parent's door and Solo froze, the monster was coming to get him. Paralyzed with fear Solo could only watch as another followed in the dark figure. He wanted to scream when he saw them coming to stand beside his parents. One of them had something long and shiny. It was barely visible in the darkness, but Solo knew what it was. His daddy had one, it was a gun.
The figures turned to each other and began speaking softly. Solo couldn't hear their words, but the tone was enough to scare him into silence, it was mean and it promised something incredibly unpleasant. Why were they after his mom and dad? What did they want? The figure nearest him brought the gun up to rest near his dad's head. Solo wanted to run out and stop him to warn his father, but he couldn't.
He barely saw the other man move to the opposite side of the bed and press a similar object to his mother's head. Solo watched no understanding what was going on, but having enough common sense to know that he was safer staying in the closet. A few deafening moments of silence passed until Solo heard a loud BAM! Followed quickly by another.
A dark something splattered around his father and onto the wall. The monsters laughed. Solo felt the bear fall from his fingers and onto the floor. The monsters continued to laugh and for a moment one of them looked right at him. Solo didn't know if they could see him or not, but he saw the monster. In that horrifying moment of complete helplessness Solo wet his pajamas, something he hadn't done in almost a year.
* * * * Social services 8:42 the next morning * * * * *
"You're telling me you found him in the room, with his parents." Sally glanced worriedly at were the young Solo Maxwell sat staring blankly at the wall.
"Yes," Sandy Michael informed her. "The police found him in the closet after the bodies were discovered by an agent…" Sandy trailed off and looked at her file for a moment. "An agent Barton." She sighed. "The boy's room was ransacked. It was obvious they were after him too. I don't know why or how he escaped, but I think it's a good chance he saw the whole thing."
Sally shook her head and looked at her hands. Why had this happened to Duo and Hilde? It wasn't fair, and their child. God… Sally pulled her eyes from the boy and back to Sandy. "What has he said?"
"Not a word. In fact he'll hardly even blinks. He's in complete shock." Sandy opened her drawer and pulled out a white stuffed animal. "According to those who knew him Solo never left his stuffed animal anywhere, but now he won't even acknowledge it's presence."
"It's Fuzzles." Sally told her and reached for the stuffed toy her hand shaking a bit. "Quatre Winner gave it to him when he was born." Sally's voice was distant as she held the bear and rubbed it subconsciously. "Hilde sometimes said he loved it more than he did her." Choking on the last sentence Sally blinked back a few tears and returned her gaze to Solo. He hadn't moved.
"Maybe I ought to assign this case to someone else." Sandy said gently. "I know the Maxwell's were personal friends of yours." She paused and looked at her computer. "There is a lot of legal business to go through and if you're not up to it…well I completely understand."
Sally looked up her jaw setting in a scowl. "No, the Preventer's gave me this assignment because of my personal involvement in it. I'll be fine." With that she sank into the chair across from where Sandy sat. "Where do we start?"
"First off…" Sandy said getting down to business. "It's the child's permanent residence. As I understand neither Hilde or Duo had any immediate family." Sally nodded acknowledgement and laid the worn bear in her lap. "According to this document filed only…" She paused and squinted for a moment. "Well that's strange only two days ago and I quote…' If anything happens to myself, Duo Maxwell or my wife Hilde Shpieberg care and custody of our child is to be given to Heero Yuy.' End quote." Sandy glance up from her computer as Sally cursed.
"This is going to be difficult." Sally said under her breath and let her eyes stray back to the stoic child. "Heero Yuy is not exactly the most sociable person right now."
"If he's an unsuitable guardian, Ms. Po, I assure you that he will not be placed there."
"No you misunderstand Sandy. It's just that things are complicated…" Sally trailed off.
"I don't think I understand." Sandy informed her. "If this man is unsociable then he definitely isn't what Solo needs. The child needs a stable environment in which in can heal."
"Listen Sandy, it's not that at all. You remember what happened a couple of years ago with his wife."
"Geez," Sandy gasped in realization. "It completely slipped my mind. I just didn't put two and two together. I understand, but now I'm not so sure the Maxwell's wishes are in the best interest of the child. You said yourself that things were complicated."
Sally was silent for a moment completely lost in thought. "Did the police question him?" She asked suddenly.
"Uh…no not yet, but they said they wanted to talk to him…"
Sally cut her off and continued. "Does the press know that the child is alive?" She rose from her chair in a sudden urgency.
"You know they do. Nothing is kept quiet for long. They have the whole story."
Sally slammed her hand on the table. "He's a witness Sandy, if anything the best place for him to be is with Heero. The man is the best at protecting people. Whoever killed Solo's parents will be after him. The kid can identify them and they are probably running scared."
* * * * Somewhere in the dissolved Cinq Kingdom* * * ** *
"The child was found this morning by the police. There are still no leads in the case and the Preventer's have been notified and are on the job. The funeral will be a private ceremony held tomorrow. Those who wish to pay their respects are asked to place their condolences and well wishes outside the church, but the stay away from the grieving. We'll keep you posted if any developments are made…"
Calvin turned off the TV and kicked the table next to hit and screamed. "DAMN, shit! That stupid kid saw the whole fucking thing." He screamed again and knocked the small table off its feet. "Shit!" He cussed again and still seething felt around his back pocket for his cigarettes.
Trent watched this with a slight smile of amusement. "Calm down Calvin. He's just a kid and there's no guarantee that he even saw us."
"Oh yeah?" Calvin exhaled and turned to face his partner. "Have you heard who supposed to take custody of the kid?"
"No, no one has…"
"Wrong!" Calvin announced. "If you'd been doing you fucking job you would have read that Yuy had personally taken on this assignment."
"Whoa…" Trent said sinking into his chair a look of worry crossing his face. "He retired. Hell I couldn't even break into the man's personal files."
"Well not anymore." Calvin exclaimed and took another drag on his cigarette. "If he gets a hold of that kid and he tells, we're dead. You hear me."
"Come one Calvin. We still have a job to do. He wouldn't grease us so soon… I mean whom else has he got to do his dirty work. He'll protect us." Trent smiled a little and tried to regain his good humor. "We're fine."
"Yeah well, I hope your right Trent or all you'll be seeing is the inside of a body bag as they wheel you away."
"So positive." Trent commented sarcastically. "So back to business do we go ahead and get the other's or do we lay low."
"We lay low at least for two weeks. As soon as it's quite we go after Winner." Calvin pulled out another cigarette and lit it as the other fell from his fingers and he ground it into the tile floor.
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