HEARTS DIVIDED: 2 Years Later
by tarskeewee08
2 years later
Agent McBain walked down the dimly lit corridor at the D.C. Branch of his unit. He and three other agents were dealing with the terror threat of 2 Nigerian immigrants and extracting information on a sleeper cell supposedly planted in the Maryland area. He was considered the most ruthless and thorough of his unit sparing no mercy. Since the death of his son and wife he'd thrown himself full fledge into his work. He directed his anger and need for vengeance on the scum he brought off the streets. Telling himself that his ruthless and unmerciful tactics were justified because they weren't fit to breathe when his beloved wife couldn't.'
The agency had reprimanded 5 times in the past year and finally transferred him to the anti-terror unit deciding to put his anger to better use their. Now he was being called upstairs to see Senior Special Agent Oswalt. Wess told him that Oswalt was not with their branch and dealt with federal fraud instead. Why the hell he wanted to meet with John was beyond him.
The corridor walls were a sage green and the floor was cement gray. Unmarked doors lined both sides of the walkway and single bulb lamps hung every 10 feet. This area was used for debriefing of highly classified information. He never visited this part of the branch because his assignments, when they arrived in his lap, circumvented this process.
Hearing the heel of his hard bottom Kenneth Cole shoes click-clack on the floor while he approached the requested meeting area and exhaled. He had no time to entertain this asshole. He wanted a crack at those Nigerian assholes, he would make them talk and take extreme pleasure in doing so.
Touching the cool steel of the doorknob he pushed the door open and saw Sr. Oswalt sitting at a six foot long conference table with his boss Agent Latham. Confused he closed the door and walked to the table eyeing them suspiciously. The room was dark except for the light hanging above the table in a dome like shade. He could see the smoke curling up from the cigarette still burning in front of Agent Oswalt.
"Agent McBain at last we meet" Oswalt said smiling slyly. He was a short man. Sitting down you could see his feet barely touched the floor. Hi hair balding on top and thinning on the side made him look older than John assumed he was. He wore small circular glasses made him look like a joke. John was reminded of George on Seinfeld.
"Agent
Oswalt" he said dryly.
"Have a seat" his boss said pointing
at a chair at the other end of the table.
John nodded waked to the
table and sat down.
Latham nodded for Oswalt to begin. The squirrelly looking agent smacked his lips and slid a plain vanilla folder down the table to him. John stopped the folder with his hand but made no move to open it.
"McBain do you remember a Dr. Spencer Truman?"
Oswalt saw now he had John's attention. When he first walked in wearing a standard blue suit and military like scowl he appeared intimidating to say the least. But the mention of Dr. Frankenstein Spencer his whole demeanor changed.
John turned over the folder and looked at the documents on Spencer. He read through several pages and the agents at the other end of the table gave him time to absorb the information. Finally he looked up confused "He did experimental in-vetro procedures?" he asked softly
"Yes, John he did. He prayed on women that had childbearing issues and used methods not sanctioned by the FDA to impregnate them. Though most of his experiments were glowing successes several women have died extremely painful deaths at the hands of this monster."
John touched the paper and saw Kelly's smiling face with her hand on her swollen belly. He could have easily killed her, the pig. "Where is he!" he hissed glaring at the men.
Oswalt looked at Latham and frowned "We have him in a secured place. He's critical to a project President Bush wants to implement in the Middle East."
"What! You're going to hire that fucking scumbag!" John shouted pounding his fist on the table.
"John you know the drill. We'll have him on a short leash." Latham said glaring at him.
John looked at the both of them and frowned. "Why did you bring me here? What do you want?"
Oswalt cleared his throat and retrieved another folder this time black. He placed his hand on it flatly and stared at it while he spoke "During his debriefing he offered several cases as bargaining chips. He thought evoking names and certain details would get him a sweeter deal. Agent Latham was present at one of these 'debriefing' sessions when you your name came up McBain."
John looked at Latham. His wife Charlotte was the first person to befriend Kelly when she arrived here. She was the one throwing the shower the day Kelly died. Latham had watched him swallow his depression in silence. He pulled him out of more reprimands that he cared to remember due to his recklace behavior. He was the closest thing to a friend that he had.
Latham leaned over "What I am about to tell you will shock and disgust you but you need to know."
"What is it?" John asked his heart
beating fast.
"Spencer profited by impregnating a wealthy woman
by the name of Evangeline Buchanan. Her husband suffering from cancer
donated sperm to inseminate her in case he died. The donation proved
to be flawed and Spencer was unable to get a clean sample. He wanted
the large donation that the family was making to his research so he
decided to keep that information to himself. He used your
donation."
John blinked shocked "What donation? I didn't…" then he remembered the several samples he provided for Kelly. Spencer said sometimes it was difficult to get a clean specimen. "He used my donation for what."
Oswalt slid the folder down to him. John's hand shook as he turned the page and opened it. Inside was a pretty black woman holding a little boy who looked to be two. The boy was a light honey brown complexion with thick black curls. He was grinning in the picture and peering at John with crystal blue eyes. His eyes.
His heart beat faster and he felt like it would pop out of his chest. He stared at the baby and knew the truth. It was his son. He had a son.
Latham leaned over and looked at John with compassion "Your son name is Kevin Buchanan Jr."
One Month later in Llanview, Pennsylvania.
Evangeline sat in the lawn chair next to Jessica on the patio watching little Kevin playing. He was about a foot tall and his little legs were fat and bowlegged. He had on his Bob the Builder overalls complete with hard hat and toy tool belt around his waist.
He squealed when he used the plastic hammer to knock a peg into his toy box that he played with. Waddling over to her, he grinned showing her what he did. She saw his blue eyes sparkle when he handed it to her "Ma.." is all he could say.
"Look at what my baby did!" she exclaimed kissing his fat little hand. Kevin laughed and clapped as his Auntie Jessica clapped along with them. Turning he ran fell and waddled back to his toys.
"Awwee Van he is so big" Jessica said smiling watching him.
"Isn't he!" Evangeline said proudly.
She marveled at the unique beauty of his son. He would be seen as a black man to the world but his blue eyes always drew second glances. It was remarkable because his daddy had brown eyes. Vikki said her father Victor Lord had blue eyes and that must be where they came from. It still nagged her. Not so much when he was a baby, but nearing his second birthday she would think she'd see more of his father in him, she didn't.
"What are you
thinking about?" Jessica asked studying her face.
"Oh nothing"
Evangeline said dismissively.
"The frown on your face didn't
look like a nothing to me.." Jessica said laughing.
Evangeline
changed the subject "So when do you leave?"
"Tomorrow and I
can't wait"
"I am so proud of you Jessica. Following your
dreams…" Evangeline said smiling resisting the urge to pick up
her baby who just fell over. He got up grinning and went back to
hammering. She was so overprotective of him. Mostly since his father
was dead her fear of death and separation made her irrational.
"Come
with me…" Jessica said smiling.
Evangeline looked at her and
frowned. "What? To New York? Absolutely not!"
"It will be
fun. Take sometime off and we will can get nanny for little Kevin."
Evangeline shook her head. "No, I need to stay here. This is where Kevin grew up and this is where his son will too"
Jessica leaned back and sighed. She was so worried about her sister in-law. After her brothers death she sat the family down and announced she would be inseminated immediately. Joey thought it was a good idea but both she and her mom knew it wasn't. Evangeline wasn't dealing with her grief. She was transferring her pain to a hidden spot and focusing on something she could control.
She moved into Llanfair during her pregnancy because Vikki worried about her being alone in that big house Kevin bought for her. She cut back on her practice and spent many nights alone in the baby room waiting on her baby to arrive. The vibrant feisty woman was gone. Although she was a wonderful mother she was so reserved and closed off from life she could never be happy.
"Van, you need to get out.
Meet new people. KJ needs a father."
Evangeline shot Jessica a
angry look 'He has a father!"
"That's not what I
meant"
"Doesn't matter we are staying here at
Llanfair."
Vikki came out hearing the tail end of the conversation. She walked over to Evangeline's chair and put her hand on her shoulder "You better stay, I can't let you take my precious baby"
Kevin Jr looked up grinning. "Mammah!" he squealed waddling toward Vikki with his arms open. Vikki waked over and scooped him up. "Hey baby! Somebody has a birthday coming up!"
Evangeline smiled at them. She was throwing a big party next week. Her baby would be two and she thought the whole world should celebrate.
Attorney Hugh Hughes Office
John knocked on the door of Attorney Hughes office before entering. He saw the young man with circular glasses had a Clark Clint appeal smiling at him. "You must be John McBain" he said rising from his chair.
John nodded and closed the door.
Walking over he shook his hand. "Yes I am"
"Have a seat….how
was your flight?" Hugh asked going over to his desk and sitting on
the edge.
"It was okay" John said.
"Where are you
staying?"
"The Palace"
Hugh shook his head "We will need to find you a permanent residence. And before we serve Ms. Buchanan"
"I've only been in town for a day." John said frowning.
Hugh looked up smiling "Sorry, just thinking ahead. You do know once she learns the truth all hell is going to break loose and with the money she has access to we need to be prepared to get you your son."
"Fine I will look for a
place. What's next?"
"Well I have all the paperwork
drafted. We should be able to serve her this week for a DNA test and
then its full speed ahead."
John smiled. He was robbed of his wife and child years ago. Now this rich heiress had his child and he would get him back. He didn't care what it cost him. Taking a leave of absence from his job he sold his house and took the money and his savings to relocate here. He wanted to know his boy.
When he told his parents two weeks ago they were shocked and then concerned. They suggested he speak with this Evangeline and work something out. That she was naturally and legally the mother. They fought over his decision to fight for his son and he stormed out. He wouldn't be robbed of his child again. And he didn't want his son growing up in that mausoleum.
Kelly told him how Vicki Buchanan and her daughter Jessica had DID. He didn't want crazies around his kid. What type of mother could this Evangeline be to allow that?
"I want the courts to know about the unstable environment in that house he's in. I want him removed as soon as it's proven that he is my son."
Hugh looked up. "Mr. McBain, I have to be honest with you. Llanview is a very close knit community. The Buchanan's are the most respected family here. No judge will consider them unfit."
John flashed Hugh an angry look "Then I'll bring the media and every left wing pro-father group in this country to rain down a shit storm upon them that they will have to hear my points. Let's be clear. I'm not looking for joint custody I want full custody."
Hugh looked into his clients eyes and saw the rage on his face. He knew that this man was deadly serious. He had to deliver on this.
Llanfair
Evangeline carried her baby to his room and laid him in his crib.
He was quite big for it now and when he awoke he was quick to throw his leg over it to try to escape but she couldn't let him grow up. She loved him at this age.
Needing her.
She hated that he would soon be independent and free spirited forcing her to look at how empty and lonely her life was without his father.
Sighing she walked over picking up his teddy bear and sat down in the rocking chair in the corner. Maybe Jessica had a point about her constantly pushing people away. The sad truth was she didn't know how to fix it.
