Author's Notes: This one might take a while to update because of time limit I have so I hope you're patient. Enjoy!
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Chapter One.
Fingers ran gently over the pictures in the Douglas house. Colt never thought he'd ever in his life just stop and really look at them, as far as he'd known they've been there forever, holding moments in time of when they were little boys growing up. 'Children always leave their homes.' A voice ran through Colt's mind from when he was a few years younger and he was about sick of living under his father's rules.
Now he wished more than anything to just hear the man who raised him boss him around one last time before telling him he could go out and play, or have his mother give him hugs when ever she just thought he needed one. And his brothers, Rocky and Tum Tum, how will they adjust without him?
'It's all my fault, this is what I wanted, right?' He thought as he stopped on a picture of the whole family standing around outside of their Grandfather's cabin before they left that summer to come home. Colt remembered that day especially because he'd accidently threw a ball to Tum- who missed it- and lost a tooth from the sudden impact. He must have cried for hours, calling Colt a tooth murderer.
He could look back on that still and smiled, it wasn't his fault, but he did feel badly about it, although when Tum smiled it was just funny looking. And Rocky, the mature one....his bud' for life. As many times as he practically spelled out, 'Colt, don't fuck up.' he never seemed to take the hint, but Rocky was always there to defend him no matter what.
Letting out a sigh he could only flash back to all the horror that happened over the course of the week and now he was on his way out the door, to his new family, the McRea's in Arizona. Walking to the door he grabbed his bag and headed outside to where his family waited around the car for him. "I guess this is....goodbye....." They didn't bother with one at a time they just group hugged him tightly, whispering goodbye's to him and he responded in the same.
Climbing into the taxi he looked out the window at them all one last time. Rocky, Tum Tum, Dad and Mom all saying goodbye him, but fighting tears, he could tell. They've had those same faces on since the whole thing began and as the taxi drove out down the street he sat back and remembered.
Flash back. A week ago the Douglas family had just found out about the kidnapping and it seemed as if the entire world were suddenly against them. They couldn't go anywhere without a reporter getting into their faces asking question, after question about what really happened.
Some of the family's friends stuck by them the whole way, while others turned their backs making up lies about them saying thing's like, "Jessica would always look at my child funny whenever she babysat him, now that I think about it," A woman said into the camera. "I wouldn't be surprised if she tried taking him next."
"Turn that garbage off." Sam said walking past the t.v. "I can't believe Mrs. Robinson would say that," Tum was saying as he watched the news report going on practically as they spoke. "We helped her dumb kid when he was getting beat up." "I can't even get to the office without some damned reporter in my face." Sam said grabbing the remote. "And didn't I tell you to turn that garbage off." He snapped at his youngest child. "Sorry." Tum answered, standing up from the floor going to his room.
"Honey, please. Don't yell at Tum tum, it's not his fault." Jessica was saying. "That's right Mom, because it's my fault." She looked over at her middle son, Colt, who is sitting in the arm chair sideways from her and she put on a smile going over to him placing an arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry sweety," She was saying in a caring tone. "this isn't your fault either."
Colt wanted to believe that but all he could say was, "Then who else is to blame...Mom? I started this whole thing and now...." He trailed off because everyone pretty much knew the rest. After that phone call to the McRea's the reporters were the first ones to knock on the door followed by the state police of Arizona, giving Jessica the court order papers saying they had to attend a court hearing in Arizona.
The family kept the curtains drawn, and the blinds down to prevent people from looking into the house. This whole thing had gotten out of hand so quickly. It was bad they couldn't even get to the stores for food! They had to order in every night.
Neilissa had to leave back to the campous to attend her instructors job, but she called to ask the Douglas's if they were all right, two guesses on the answer though. Colt felt horrible, he had no idea this would happen, he'd just assumed they would tell them and the McRea's would come and pick him up. But it didn't go that way at all.
Briiing!!! The phone rang, trying to be louder than the noise outside and Sam picked it up. "Hello?!" He called over the noise and covered his free ear with his hand to hear whom was on the other side. "Douglas, This is Chief Baxtor, I'm gonna need you to come in for a moment." His boss said. "What?" Sam shouted. "I can't hear you over the noise sir, you're gonna have to shout." Sam stated. "Get down here now, Douglas!" Chief Baxtor shouted.
"That I heard, I'm on my way sir." He hung up the phone and walked over to his wife giving her a kiss. "I gotta go in today, I'm sorry," Sam was saying then looked at Colt. "Son...you hang in there." He stated and patted his shoulder. Colt downcast his eyes and nodded. Sam grabbed his brief case and coat walking out the door.
"Mr. Douglas a word!?" Was the first thing he heard as usual from a reporter. "Dad hates me." Colt said almost mutely. "Your father doesn't hate you sweety, he hates the complete lack of common curtesay the world has now adays that's all, it could never be you." Colt just shook his head to that comment.
"I don't think so." He replied and stood up. "When are we supposed to go to court?" He then asked. "Youu are not going anywhere, you're gonna stay right here with your brother Tum tum while we go." His mother replied standing as well. "Okay," Was all Colt could say. "Cheer up, this'll all be over in no time you'll see." Sighing, Colt answered. "I hope so."
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Sitting in the cab Colt noticed the man kept looking at him. "What?" He asked at the rude intrution of the mans eyes. "You're that kid on the news that everyone is talking about." The cab driver said. "So." Colt replied. "Is it true that Jessica Douglas made you do sick things in that house?" The man asked. Colt had never been so insulted in his whole life and he was about ready to punch that guy in the back of the head if it weren't for that glass being the divider.
"No, and stop believing everything you hear on t.v it's pathetic...My mom was nothing but nice to me and she loved me like I was her own." Colt answered. "Yeah right kid, I know 'em when I see 'em." Colt growled at the mans comment but waved it off. "I don't have time to worry about an idiot like you." He remarked. 'My real worry is the McRea's and what's gonna happen after I'm gone.' He thought.
Flash Back. The court day was horrible, Colt was watching on t.v with Tum Tum while his family was away in Arizona with the McRea's fighting over custady, which they already had, so what more did this family want? An apology? Money? Why couldn't they just take him and leave them out of it.
"They stole my little boy," Mrs. McRea stated up at the stand. "I still cry every night for him." She added. "Wondering when he's gonna come home and all this time this woman had him." There was bitterness in her tone when she said 'this woman'. "Stupid loser." Tum said casually meaning the woman. "No offense though." He turned to Colt saying. "None taken." He answered quietly.
After an hour of watching the hearing it was Jessica's turn on the stand and she was red eyed from crying herself. "I didn't know whose child it was, my sister told me that it was hers and she needed to hide him out." She was saying. "I honestly didn't know he wasn't hers she'd joined a cult years ago and we hadn't heard from her, then suddenly she comes to my house with this child beside her and says she needs my help."
The camera went onver to the blonde woman who took after her mother and she lowered her eyes. "Assuming this is true," The McRea's lawyer was saying. "Why didn't you check back with your sister about her supposed son? For all we know you could have been in on the whole kidnapping Mrs. Douglas, providing the get away home."
"That's not true! I am an F.B.I agent I would never have let even my own wife be a part of any kidnapping scheme." Sam shouted. "Take your seat Mr. Douglas." The judge snapped. Sam looked objective to it but he sat down. "Well, Mrs. Douglas did you provide the hide away home for your sister and her kidnapping scheme."
"Objection your honor, Mrs. Douglas cleary could have had no idea of the kidnapping." The McRea's lawyer just rolled her eyes to the comment. "Your honor?" She asked. "...Over ruled." The judge said.
"This is stupid," Rocky leaned over to his Dad and whispered. "They're clearly in the favor of the McRea's because we're in the state of Arizona, we're all waisting our time here." Sam hushed his son, but nodded to everything he was saying because it was true.
As the hearing went on Colt was feeling lower and lower to the bottom of the earth as any snake in the grass could feel, his family was being eatin alive and it was all his fault. "And in addition to three days in jail in the state of Arizona, we ask that Samuel Douglas senior be removed his badge as an detective of the law in any state." The judge was saying. "We also will have any rights waved to either Shintaro child or parent from adopting children."
"This is bullshit." Colt said turning off the t.v. The phone rang a half an hour after and Tum tum picked it up. "Hello?" He listened to the other end. "It's Rocky." He told his brother. "He's gonna stay in Arizona with Mom and Dad until they're out of the slammer." He listened again. "Mom wants to talk to you." He handed the phone off. "Hello."
Flash forward. That was the first time his mother had ever said nothing but a stream of 'sorry's' drowned in nothing but pure sobs. 'How could I do this to them?' He wondered. 'At least everyone is at home and safe now....I hope.'
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Chapter One.
Fingers ran gently over the pictures in the Douglas house. Colt never thought he'd ever in his life just stop and really look at them, as far as he'd known they've been there forever, holding moments in time of when they were little boys growing up. 'Children always leave their homes.' A voice ran through Colt's mind from when he was a few years younger and he was about sick of living under his father's rules.
Now he wished more than anything to just hear the man who raised him boss him around one last time before telling him he could go out and play, or have his mother give him hugs when ever she just thought he needed one. And his brothers, Rocky and Tum Tum, how will they adjust without him?
'It's all my fault, this is what I wanted, right?' He thought as he stopped on a picture of the whole family standing around outside of their Grandfather's cabin before they left that summer to come home. Colt remembered that day especially because he'd accidently threw a ball to Tum- who missed it- and lost a tooth from the sudden impact. He must have cried for hours, calling Colt a tooth murderer.
He could look back on that still and smiled, it wasn't his fault, but he did feel badly about it, although when Tum smiled it was just funny looking. And Rocky, the mature one....his bud' for life. As many times as he practically spelled out, 'Colt, don't fuck up.' he never seemed to take the hint, but Rocky was always there to defend him no matter what.
Letting out a sigh he could only flash back to all the horror that happened over the course of the week and now he was on his way out the door, to his new family, the McRea's in Arizona. Walking to the door he grabbed his bag and headed outside to where his family waited around the car for him. "I guess this is....goodbye....." They didn't bother with one at a time they just group hugged him tightly, whispering goodbye's to him and he responded in the same.
Climbing into the taxi he looked out the window at them all one last time. Rocky, Tum Tum, Dad and Mom all saying goodbye him, but fighting tears, he could tell. They've had those same faces on since the whole thing began and as the taxi drove out down the street he sat back and remembered.
Flash back. A week ago the Douglas family had just found out about the kidnapping and it seemed as if the entire world were suddenly against them. They couldn't go anywhere without a reporter getting into their faces asking question, after question about what really happened.
Some of the family's friends stuck by them the whole way, while others turned their backs making up lies about them saying thing's like, "Jessica would always look at my child funny whenever she babysat him, now that I think about it," A woman said into the camera. "I wouldn't be surprised if she tried taking him next."
"Turn that garbage off." Sam said walking past the t.v. "I can't believe Mrs. Robinson would say that," Tum was saying as he watched the news report going on practically as they spoke. "We helped her dumb kid when he was getting beat up." "I can't even get to the office without some damned reporter in my face." Sam said grabbing the remote. "And didn't I tell you to turn that garbage off." He snapped at his youngest child. "Sorry." Tum answered, standing up from the floor going to his room.
"Honey, please. Don't yell at Tum tum, it's not his fault." Jessica was saying. "That's right Mom, because it's my fault." She looked over at her middle son, Colt, who is sitting in the arm chair sideways from her and she put on a smile going over to him placing an arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry sweety," She was saying in a caring tone. "this isn't your fault either."
Colt wanted to believe that but all he could say was, "Then who else is to blame...Mom? I started this whole thing and now...." He trailed off because everyone pretty much knew the rest. After that phone call to the McRea's the reporters were the first ones to knock on the door followed by the state police of Arizona, giving Jessica the court order papers saying they had to attend a court hearing in Arizona.
The family kept the curtains drawn, and the blinds down to prevent people from looking into the house. This whole thing had gotten out of hand so quickly. It was bad they couldn't even get to the stores for food! They had to order in every night.
Neilissa had to leave back to the campous to attend her instructors job, but she called to ask the Douglas's if they were all right, two guesses on the answer though. Colt felt horrible, he had no idea this would happen, he'd just assumed they would tell them and the McRea's would come and pick him up. But it didn't go that way at all.
Briiing!!! The phone rang, trying to be louder than the noise outside and Sam picked it up. "Hello?!" He called over the noise and covered his free ear with his hand to hear whom was on the other side. "Douglas, This is Chief Baxtor, I'm gonna need you to come in for a moment." His boss said. "What?" Sam shouted. "I can't hear you over the noise sir, you're gonna have to shout." Sam stated. "Get down here now, Douglas!" Chief Baxtor shouted.
"That I heard, I'm on my way sir." He hung up the phone and walked over to his wife giving her a kiss. "I gotta go in today, I'm sorry," Sam was saying then looked at Colt. "Son...you hang in there." He stated and patted his shoulder. Colt downcast his eyes and nodded. Sam grabbed his brief case and coat walking out the door.
"Mr. Douglas a word!?" Was the first thing he heard as usual from a reporter. "Dad hates me." Colt said almost mutely. "Your father doesn't hate you sweety, he hates the complete lack of common curtesay the world has now adays that's all, it could never be you." Colt just shook his head to that comment.
"I don't think so." He replied and stood up. "When are we supposed to go to court?" He then asked. "Youu are not going anywhere, you're gonna stay right here with your brother Tum tum while we go." His mother replied standing as well. "Okay," Was all Colt could say. "Cheer up, this'll all be over in no time you'll see." Sighing, Colt answered. "I hope so."
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Sitting in the cab Colt noticed the man kept looking at him. "What?" He asked at the rude intrution of the mans eyes. "You're that kid on the news that everyone is talking about." The cab driver said. "So." Colt replied. "Is it true that Jessica Douglas made you do sick things in that house?" The man asked. Colt had never been so insulted in his whole life and he was about ready to punch that guy in the back of the head if it weren't for that glass being the divider.
"No, and stop believing everything you hear on t.v it's pathetic...My mom was nothing but nice to me and she loved me like I was her own." Colt answered. "Yeah right kid, I know 'em when I see 'em." Colt growled at the mans comment but waved it off. "I don't have time to worry about an idiot like you." He remarked. 'My real worry is the McRea's and what's gonna happen after I'm gone.' He thought.
Flash Back. The court day was horrible, Colt was watching on t.v with Tum Tum while his family was away in Arizona with the McRea's fighting over custady, which they already had, so what more did this family want? An apology? Money? Why couldn't they just take him and leave them out of it.
"They stole my little boy," Mrs. McRea stated up at the stand. "I still cry every night for him." She added. "Wondering when he's gonna come home and all this time this woman had him." There was bitterness in her tone when she said 'this woman'. "Stupid loser." Tum said casually meaning the woman. "No offense though." He turned to Colt saying. "None taken." He answered quietly.
After an hour of watching the hearing it was Jessica's turn on the stand and she was red eyed from crying herself. "I didn't know whose child it was, my sister told me that it was hers and she needed to hide him out." She was saying. "I honestly didn't know he wasn't hers she'd joined a cult years ago and we hadn't heard from her, then suddenly she comes to my house with this child beside her and says she needs my help."
The camera went onver to the blonde woman who took after her mother and she lowered her eyes. "Assuming this is true," The McRea's lawyer was saying. "Why didn't you check back with your sister about her supposed son? For all we know you could have been in on the whole kidnapping Mrs. Douglas, providing the get away home."
"That's not true! I am an F.B.I agent I would never have let even my own wife be a part of any kidnapping scheme." Sam shouted. "Take your seat Mr. Douglas." The judge snapped. Sam looked objective to it but he sat down. "Well, Mrs. Douglas did you provide the hide away home for your sister and her kidnapping scheme."
"Objection your honor, Mrs. Douglas cleary could have had no idea of the kidnapping." The McRea's lawyer just rolled her eyes to the comment. "Your honor?" She asked. "...Over ruled." The judge said.
"This is stupid," Rocky leaned over to his Dad and whispered. "They're clearly in the favor of the McRea's because we're in the state of Arizona, we're all waisting our time here." Sam hushed his son, but nodded to everything he was saying because it was true.
As the hearing went on Colt was feeling lower and lower to the bottom of the earth as any snake in the grass could feel, his family was being eatin alive and it was all his fault. "And in addition to three days in jail in the state of Arizona, we ask that Samuel Douglas senior be removed his badge as an detective of the law in any state." The judge was saying. "We also will have any rights waved to either Shintaro child or parent from adopting children."
"This is bullshit." Colt said turning off the t.v. The phone rang a half an hour after and Tum tum picked it up. "Hello?" He listened to the other end. "It's Rocky." He told his brother. "He's gonna stay in Arizona with Mom and Dad until they're out of the slammer." He listened again. "Mom wants to talk to you." He handed the phone off. "Hello."
Flash forward. That was the first time his mother had ever said nothing but a stream of 'sorry's' drowned in nothing but pure sobs. 'How could I do this to them?' He wondered. 'At least everyone is at home and safe now....I hope.'