'I'm going to fucking kill the boy!' 'Mr Heartly, this isn't going to help your case at all' Morgan clenched his teeth and tried to control his temper as he clicked the cuffs tight around the mans wrist. 'Officer this is a complete waist of time I have done nothing wrong..' 'We have evidence Mr Heartly.' cutting him off and leading him to the cop car, pushing him into the back seat and slamming the door 'YOU JUST WAIT' the arrested man screamed up at the very top window to the house, in which there was a figure.

Aiden turned and slid down the wall looking at his bedroom. A thin ragged blanket. His vast imagination set on various pieces of paper. A small pillow. A wooden door with parts of the main body missing. White walls, small red specs apparently at every place possible. He put his head in his hands, wrenching his eyes shut, trying to keep out the memories.

'I want every single part of this house searched and photographed..Aiden?' Morgan slipped his head around the door, paling at the site, the state of the room and the petrified child. 'Aiden.come on.we're leaving' The younger nodded, glancing around the room, picking up nothing but a small, dog eared photo, stuffing it quickly in his pocket, turning to look up at Morgan 'W-were are we g-g-going?' Morgan smiled gently 'I said that you could stay with me, and the station ok'd that...is that alright with you?' Morgan felt his compassion for the boy grow as he saw the smile creeping upon Aiden's lips, almost completely turning back the clocks to the happy child that Morgan once knew.. 'Y-y-yes sir..' He stuttered, though more out of excitement this time, rather than fear 'that sounds like a p-plan.'