Chap23 silence isn't always best

I am so sorry this took so long I was hit with another bout of writer's block very tragic. I think I've finally worked out where I'm going with this so updates should be faster. As always please review

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"So I guess I'm getting the door then?" Jason asked as the bell rang again and Sands showed no sign whatsoever of making any move anytime soon to answer it. Sands smirked very slightly he knew who was at the door and didn't want to see them so he really did have no intention of opening the door to them. To Sands opening the door to them seemed to be a way of inviting them into his home and life which was something he certainly didn't want. "That's sounds about right," Sands said dully.

Jason regarded Sands for a moment then nodded before going to the door. "Hi come on in," he said nodding to Doctor Ray and Emma as he waved a hand gesturing them into the house. "Thank you, we were beginning to think you were trying to ignore us," Emma said in an overly cheering tone that did nothing to improve Sand's mood.

"If only it were that easy," Sands said darkly from the couch as he lit a cigarette not just because he needed one but because he knew it would piss them off. He knew they would not approve of him smoking but there was nothing they could do to stop him. Sands smirked slightly to himself as he say their attempted to be hidden looks of displeasure. It wasn't much but it was enough to give him a bit of the control he needed along with the other thought he had been nursing.

"Charming as ever," Emma said calmly. She was determined to get this over with as quickly and as easily as was possible.

"Quite," Sands said dully as he inhaled deeply savouring the effect the nicotine was having on his system.

"How have you been Sheldon? How are you finding coping with the medication and doses yourself? Is there anything you wish to discuss with us?" Doctor Ray asked.

Sands resisted the urge not to roll his eyes. "I'm just spiffy doc," he said with a smirk.

Sands certainly did seem a lot more in control now. He nodded seeing pretty much content. He looked to Jason to see if he had anything he wished to add to the conversation.

Jason entered into a silent battle with himself. Did he tell them about Sands increasing talks of revenge and violence towards his birth parents? Part of him thought it might just be a way of him venting his anger but a small part of him feared it may be something more.

They both looked at him waiting for an answer. He could also feel Sand's on him. He couldn't do it to Sands especially if it was all for nothing. He decided he would keep silent about it for now but if it continued or seemed to be developing into something more serious then he would say something. "Is that all you'll be needing?" Jason asked politely.

"Yes that will be all for now but we will come back for an other check up in a few months," Doctor Ray said looking to Sands.

"Splendid, can't wait," Sands said dryly as they left.

"You okay baby?" Jason asked as he made his way back to him after showing them out.

He nodded. "Yeah just don't like them in our fucking house," he said pulling him towards him.

"I know baby but they're gone now," he whispered moving into his arms. Sands nodded as he held Jason close to him. That was how he wanted it to be just then. The only way he believed that could happen was if his parents were dead. It seemed like the ideal solution to all their problems. Not only would it mean that it was just him and Jason but his apparent parents would get what was coming to them. A thin smile crossed his features as he thought of this.

He glanced to Jason to ensure he was sleeping. He kissed his lips before slipping silently out of Jason's embrace so not to wake Jason. He was going to make sure they got what they deserved and he intended to enjoy and savour every second of it just as they had all those years ago when they put him through hell.

It's all about balance he thought to himself as he went silently into the kitchen taking the large knife from there and concealing it in his jeans before silently leaving the house.