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Chapter 4: Self Destruction

All of a sudden during the heated arguing, a young boy came into the house. Everyone went quiet in the living room.

"Mom! Dad!" Kimberly turned around and looked at her son for the first time in 9 years. She gasped. Carl stopped in the doorway to the living room. Kimberly covered her mouth. Carl walked over to her without hesitation as if he was drawn to her. Kimberly slowly bent down to his level as she got down to one knee. "Hi."

"Hi," Kimberly said with tears in her eyes. She touched his arms softly as he stood before her. She rubbed his shoulders and arms as tears rolled down her face. Kimberly touched his cheek, caressing around his face with one hand at first, before cupping his face. Carl looked up at his adopted parents.

"Mom, why is the pretty lady crying?"

"Carl! Upstairs now!" Carl looked at his adopted father, but then back Kimberly. She smiled at him. Carl smiled as well.

"Do I know you?" Carl asked. Kimberly shook her head as she slightly chuckled. "I don't?"

"Not entirely, but I know you." Kimberly ran her finger down the side of left cheek and chin before she poked his nose. "I know you very much." Carl looked up at Tommy and gasped.

"You look like me!" Tommy smiled and bent down to one knee to Carl and Kimberly.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"I have seen you before. I know you…I remember you," Carl said looking back at Kimberly.

"Carl! Upstairs now!" Carl's smile faded after he flinched from his adopted mother's outburst.

"Don't worry, you can go."

"But I don't want to. I want to stay."

"Go," Kimberly whispered. "We will see each other again." Kimberly rubbed his chest and shoulders again. "Go."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise baby. We will."

"Carl!" Carl went to the stairs and ran upstairs after taking one final look at Kimberly and Tommy. Tommy put his hands on Kim's shoulders. She touched one hand as they both stood up together. She looked back at him with tears still in her eyes. Tommy wiped her face and hugged her tight.

"You will not come in here and try to confuse our son," Mr. Edwards said.

"He is our son!"

"A man came by here last night saying a couple would come today to steal our child."

"What man?" Tommy asked.

"He said a couple would come here with lies of their dead son. This wish to take our baby," Mrs. Edwards shouted. Mr. Edwards hugged his wife.

"What did this man look like?"

"That doesn't matter," Mr. Edwards said.

"He is a the liar then! That man was lying to get you two confused! Carl is our son! That is our baby!"

"I think we know who the liars are here!"

"That is our son!" Tommy yelled.

"You have no proof!"

"Fine! DNA will prove it!"

"Excuse me?"

"Let us take Carl for a DNA test!"

"You will not take our son anywhere!"

"You can come with us," Kimberly yelled. "Once you see the test, I know you will understand everything. And we will explain everything in detail, but we have to work together. I know this is all going to be hard at first, but once you see, once you learn that truth. We just want our child back, and I know we can work something out. Carl deserves the truth and that truth is, he is our son," Kimberly said.

"No! This discussion is over with!"

"What! You have to believe us!"

"Get out my house!" Tommy pulled Kimberly by the shoulders. "And stay away from our son!"

The door was slammed in their faces. Kimberly turned to Tommy and cried. They hugged.

"What do we do now?"

"We get a court order. We file a case, we make them give us a DNA test. Once we prove that Carl is our son, they can't fight it." Tommy hugged her tighter.

"What if they try?" Kimberly asked.

"Then we fight them and we get our son back."

Tommy worked with Kimberly as they used the Internet to find out how to go about going through the courts to file a case for many hours into the dark of the evening. Kimberly was working on a long list of lawyers in the city to call and see if they would help them. Kimberly hung up the phone as she got the 5th message to call back Monday, since all their office hours are done with for the weekend.

"This is not fair!"

"We are going to have to wait until Monday get a judge to even speak to us, anyways."

"What?"

"All courts are closed until Monday," Tommy said.

"But this is an emergency! Why can't we just rush to get a DNA test now?"

"We can't force anything until the courts agree."

"This is ridiculous! That is our son!"

"I know, but until we…we just have to wait a bit."

"I've done my waiting! 9 years of it!" Tommy pulled Kimberly to him, but she fought his hands and stood up away from him. Her arms crossed as she rubbed them to hold back her tears.

"Kimberly, we just have to be patience. We will get our son back." Tommy stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders. "You have to believe me on that." She leaned back into his chest after patting one of his hands at her right shoulder. Tommy wrapped his arms around her and kissed the side of her head.

After another heated disagreement over the courts and filing their case, the couple retreated to get some rest. Tommy made Kimberly take the painkillers the doctor prescribed for her after dinner. He could tell she was fighting her pain. Kimberly changed into something for bed as Tommy did the same. Kimberly stopped at the knot to her hoodie robe. Kimberly and Tommy both stood at one side of the bed looking at each other. At the moment, Tommy hated he took the extra bed out the spare room, since he wanted to redecorate, he could use that bed now.

"Mm-maybe you should just take the bed, I'll use the couch."

"But this is your bed!"

"You need it more than me."

"I don't want to kick you out your bedroom because…I'll just go stay at a motel."

"No! Take the bed."

"You sure?" Kimberly asked.

"Yes."

"I mean, unless you…"

"What?" Tommy asked.

"Unless you don't mind, sharing with me."

"Sharing?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, sharing. It is a big bed, Tommy. We can share it, each taking a side."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Come on, Tommy. It's just a bed." Kimberly pulled off her robe, slightly revealing the velvet ice purple chemise as she slipped under the covers. Tommy lifted the covers and got into the bed next. Both of them fixed the covers around them up to their chest. They both were on their back, looking up at the ceiling. Kimberly sighed as Tommy did the same. "Well, goodnight." Kimberly turned to her side and clicked off the lamp on her side. She stayed on her side.

"Right, goodnight." Tommy did the same, staying on his side.

They had fell off to sleep after laying on their sides, staring off for the longest. Tommy hated sleeping so confided on his side. He was a free person in bed, moving about often. Kimberly was always the quiet one, hardly ever moves. Tommy felt the bed shake and heard a gasp. Tommy woke up when he felt Kimberly shift in her sleep again. She cried out 'no' in her sleep. Kimberly moved to her back, fighting in her dreams. Tommy turned to Kimberly. Kimberly's hands came up to her neck, as she appeared to be choking in her dreams.

"Kimberly! Kimberly!" Tommy sat up and tried to wake her. Tommy shook her. "Kimberly!" Kimberly was coughing, not able breath. "Kimberly, wake up!" Tommy grabbed at her hands, but they stayed at her neck. "Kimberly!" Kimberly's eyes shot open as she sat up fast. She was gasping for air. When Tommy's hands touched her, she scrambled away, kicking at the covers. Kimberly pushed away from any contact as Tommy tried again. "Kim!" She screamed, falling off the side of the bed. Kimberly waited for the impact of hitting the ground, but that never came. Tommy on his knees, held her from hitting the ground. "I got you." Tommy pulled her arms up, as she was lifted back up to the bed. Kimberly turned away from him, her head going down to the bed as she bent over, not wanting him to see her cry. Tommy lifted her from her knees, so her back was to his chest, with one of his arms around her chest holding her shoulder, the other at her stomach, holding her tight against him, as she cried. Tommy rubbed her stomach before her arm, as Kimberly covered her eyes with one hand.

"I…I don't….I'm sorry."

"Shhh…it's okay."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

"Shhh…I'm here. It's going to be okay. It's okay." Tommy moved her hair back as he kissed her cheek and head, as she finally settled down. He pulled her hand from her face down and sat her to the bed in his lap, in front of him. Tommy rubbed Kim's arms from behind her, as he kissed the side of her head and cheek often.

"Just breath with me," Tommy said, taking calming breaths to help her. Kimberly took one hand on her shoulder as Tommy was massaging there. "You okay?" Kimberly nodded, though she was breathing hard. "Let me get you some water."

"No!" She grabbed his arm as he went to leave. "Don't leave me. Please, don't leave me." She hugged him. "Don't go. Please, don't…"

"Okay. Okay." Tommy hugged her as well. "I won't go anywhere."

Tommy turned from his side holding Kimberly to his back staring up at the ceiling, as Kimberly was on her stomach facing away from him. He had spent the last hour, rubbing her back and hair aside, as she calmed herself. He would kiss the base of her neck often as she was finally breathing softly. As soon as Kimberly felt comfortable to lie down, she laid to her stomach, ashamed at herself for scaring Tommy so bad. Tommy laid partial over her, wanting to talk, but also knowing that he needed wait until he felt like she was ready. Kimberly was holding Tommy's hand from the arm under her head. With their fingers interlocked, Kimberly would often squeeze his hand. Tommy turned back to his side facing her; his hand ran up and down her spine to ease any more tension. Kimberly sighed, loving the softness of his touches having not had them in years. Kimberly finally looked back at him. Tommy looked at her, they lay staring at each other for the longest. They kissed on the lips softly. After sharing soft kisses for about a minute, Kimberly settled back against his body.

"What was your nightmare about?" Tommy asked.

"Who else?"

"Zedd?" Kimberly nodded. "What happened?"

"We were fighting in my office. He was choking me. I could feel his cold hands against my throat, squeezing tight. It felt so real." Tommy nodded as Kimberly turned to facing him. Tommy looked at her. "And you don't say it was just a dream."

"Maybe it wasn't. Zedd is sick enough to try and attack us in our dreams. I wouldn't put it past him." She moved into his chest. Her arm went around him to holding his side.

"Can I lay on you like this until I fall asleep? Will you hold me and make me feel safe?" Tommy's arm went around her, as he took her hand at his side and grasped it.

"Of course." Tommy pulled at the covers to place it over them. Kimberly closed her eyes. Tommy stroked her back softly while his thumb stroked the back of her hand. Their fingers became interlocked as Kimberly shifted a bit against his chest before falling asleep complete. Tommy stayed awake just watching her sleep before falling asleep as well.

Monday morning

It was just 10 am, but Kimberly and Tommy were already turned away from their 3rd lawyer. Tommy had to call away from school for a vacation to get the manner of his son settled.

"No one wants this case!" Kimberly yelled as they got into the car.

"We still have some more to go to," Tommy said pulling out the parking lot.

"This is just all too strange. They seem to say the same thing."

"I know. Where is the next one?"

"Baker's street."

"Okay." Tommy took the next left at the light.

"I mean, they say the same thing," Kimberly said as she looked out the window. "As if trained to?"

Tommy and Kimberly sat patiently in the office. The door finally opened as the lawyer walked in.

"I'm sorry, but I have looked over your requests and I just don't have the resources and time to handle such a difficult case at the moment."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, but it is in the best interest of my firm to reject your case." The lawyer went to his desk.

"That is ridiculous!"

"Kimberly…"

"NO! What is going on here! This is not a bad case! We need a lawyer!"

"I am sorry, Ms. Hart, but…"

"You are not sorry!"

"Kimberly, come on," Tommy said grabbing her arm, but Kimberly pulled away.

"NO! You give me a better reason why you are not taking this or I will…" Kimberly had the skinny lawyer pinned to his desk.

"Kimberly!"

"I'm not leaving here until you explain to me right now why you won't take the case!"

"I think it is in your best interest to leave now." Tommy pulled Kimberly off the lawyer.

"This is not going to help. Come on." Kimberly opened the door and slammed it behind her. "I'm sorry Mr. Rogers. She is a little emotional about…"

"You better keep a lease on her then. She is lucky I don't sue her ass…." Tommy grabbed the guy and shoved him back against the desk.

"She lost a son, we both have and we are desperate to get him back. Have some compassion that she went a little over the edge."

"Fine." Tommy let the lawyer go.

"Thank you for your time." Tommy left the office.

Kimberly was standing outside on the steps, smoking a cigarette before putting it out.

"What is wrong with you!"

"He deserved that!"

"He is a lawyer! You can't attack a guy because he refused our case. He could have…. What are you thinking now, Kimberly?" As Kimberly was standing before the door, staring inside.

"He said the exact same thing the other 3 have."

"What?"

"The exact sentence, the exact words."

"Kimberly, maybe you need to…"

"The exact words, Tommy!" Kimberly was breathing hard with tears in her eyes as she turned to him.

"I know it hurts that we aren't getting anywhere, but it's early and…"

"Something is up." Kimberly looked to the door again. "Something is not normal here."

"Kimberly. Kimberly!" She flung the door open and ran back inside.

"Miss! Miss, you cannot go in there!" The secretary yelled as Kimberly came bursting into the office. Kimberly kicked off the office door and found Zedd standing beside the lawyer with a briefcase of money.

"Good job."

"Zedd." Tommy rushed into the office and gasped. The secretary screamed at the sight of her boss with a monster then fainted.

"You bastard."

"Oh, took you long enough. As you can see, a little money and a promise not to kill, you can have anybody do anything you ask."

"How dare you!" Kimberly went to him, but Tommy pulled her back.

"No, no, no!" Zedd grabbed the lawyer by the neck, he cried out in pain. "I could snap him neck and you two don't want that. I mean, what would you say, a monster killed him?"

"No, please!"

"Not one more step." Kimberly was held back against Tommy.

"You won't get away with this, Zedd," Tommy said.

"I already have! No lawyer will help you!"

"Then we will do it ourselves!" Kimberly yelled back.

"Good luck." Zedd tossed the lawyer aside. He hit his head and passed out. Zedd disappeared laughing. Kimberly looked up at Tommy. Tommy put his arm around her, pulling her closer. Kimberly hugged him.

Tommy stood with Kimberly in the courthouse.

"We need to file a case."

"About?"

"Paternity of a Carlton Edwards."

"And who is your lawyer?"

"We don't…we don't have one," Tommy said.

"You wish to have the courts appoint you one?"

"No!" Kimberly said. "We can do this alone."

"You wish to form a request to the courts for a DNA testing to the one, Carlton Edwards, to prove he is your son?"

"Yes."

"Okay. You can make your case to the arbitration office, Thursday morning at 9 o'clock."

"We can?"

"Yes."

"Really?" Kimberly asked.

"Yes."

"But that is 3 days away! Why can't we get one today?"

"Before you can see any of the judges first you have to take to our arbitration officer and he will decided if your case is worthy of going forward. The only opening for such a manner can be held Thursday at the earliest."

"Fine, we can wait until Thursday," Tommy said holding Kim's arm.

"Then what happens? Do we get the DNA test?" Kimberly asked.

"When Mr. Morris decides if this case is worthy to go into the courts, yes, you will have your court date to win your case for paternity."

"Okay. That is fine." Tommy had his arm around Kimberly.

Thursday morning, Kimberly and Tommy sat alone in an empty courtroom. It was like a conference room with many chairs around a large oval desk.

"Where is this guy!" Kimberly asked checking for her watch for the second time.

"He's coming, Kimberly." Tommy rubbed her arm before taking her hand. Ten minutes later, the doors opened.

"Good morning. Sorry, I'm late." Kimberly and Tommy both stood up quickly. The arbitration judge dropped a case file to the desk before shaking their hands. "Sit. Sit, please." Kimberly and Tommy did. "Now, you are Mr. and Mrs. Oliver, I presume."

"No, we aren't married," Kimberly said. "I'm Kimberly Hart."

"Oh."

"But we are parents of a son that we believe was…"

"Dead. Yes, I read the file. So, you want a DNA test on a Carlton Edwards?"

"Yes sir."

"Mr. Morris, I can assure you that once we prove that…"

"If you prove it, Ms. Hart. Look, many cases are filed at these courts and hardly any of them make it to the courtroom. Do you have any proof that your son is not dead?"

"Well, no, but…"

"And how can you be so sure this is your son?"

"Because he was supposedly born on the exact same time and place as our son. Because he looks just like his father."

"Yes, his appearance is rather close, but that still doesn't…"

"But the DNA test will prove it," Kimberly yelled. "I know it. He is adopted, sir. The Edwards are just his adopted parents, not biological. I know he is our son and we need this test to prove it. Please, give us the chance to prove it." Mr. Morris looked at them.

"Give me a moment, alone to think." Kimberly and Tommy stood up and left the room.

Kimberly stood up against the wall outside the room with Tommy before her.

"Think he will grant us this case?"

"I don't know, Kimberly. I pray he does."

"Why do we have to go through this all? That is our son, we shouldn't have to fight for him like this!"

"I know."

"I just want my son back," Kimberly said grasping a hold of him at his sides by the waist before pressing the top of her head against his chest. "I just want our son."

"I know." Tommy put his arms around her, as she pressed the side of her head against his chest.

The doors opened. Mr. Morris motioned for the couple to return back into the room. Tommy pulled out Kim's chair.

"Oh don't sit down. This won't be long."

"You're rejecting us, aren't you?"

"I have done my thinking. And with much deliberation, I will grant this case."

"You will!"

"Yes, you may take your case to the courts."

"Oh thank you, thank you thank you!" Kimberly rushed and hugged him. "Thank you!"

"Do not thank me, Ms. Hart. You still have a case to win to force that DNA test, but I do think you have a strong case. Good luck. I must go." Kimberly and Tommy hugged as Mr. Morris left.

"We're going to get him back! We're going to get our son back!"

Saturday night, a few days later

Kimberly woke in a cold sweat, breathing hard. Tommy groaned and sat up with her.

"Baby, you okay?"

"He's with him."

"What?"

"Zedd is with our son, right now. He was taunting me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Kimberly pushed back the covers. "We have to go to him!"

"Kimberly, maybe it was just a dream and he was…"

"NO! I saw our son talking with Zedd! He has him right now!" Kimberly pulled up some jeans from her bag. Tommy sighed and got dressed with her.

"Where were they?"

"Uh, some park, I think," Kimberly said opening the jeep door. "I don't really know."

"Just describe it, I know Reefside after 3 years being here."

"Okay."

Tommy parked outside the opening to a park. Kimberly looked around as he stopped the car.

"This is it!" Kimberly got out the car. "Over there!"

"Kim, wait!" Kimberly rushed toward the path, though it was pitch dark. "Kimberly!" Tommy raced after her. Zedd stood with Carl and turned with a smile as Kimberly arrived. He snapped his fingers. Kimberly fell back to the explosions around her. Tommy grabbed her and pulled her to safety. They stood up.

"Give us our son, Zedd!"

"He is not your son!"

"Liar!" Kimberly went to charge him, but Tommy held her back as he saw several putty surrounding the area.

"Wait!" Tommy held Kimberly against him. "It's a trap."

"I don't care, we have to keep Chris away from him!"

"Ed, who are they?"

"No one. And soon, they will be nothing more than a memory to you, son. Putties, attack!" Kimberly and Tommy gasped as they were surrounded. Zedd put his hand on Carl's shoulder and they turned to walk away.

"Go, get Chris!" Tommy yelled, shoving Kimberly away. "I can handle them!"

"Are you sure?"

"Go." Kimberly nodded. She hugged Tommy and kissed his cheek. Tommy hugged her back.

"Tommy…."

"Beautiful, go." Tommy shoved her away.

Kimberly rushed over to where Zedd and Carl were walking away.

"Stop!" Kimberly screamed. "Chris, stop! Stop please!" Zedd snapped his finger. A line of putties appeared right before Kimberly, stopping her path between them.

"Chris!" Carl stopped and turned to face Kimberly.

"He doesn't know that name, Kimberly."

"He is still my son! And this won't stop me!" Kimberly fought the putties, destroying them all.

"Let's go, son." Zedd placed his hand on Carl's shoulder and they turned to leave, as Kimberly was just about to finish off the last putty.

"NO!" Kimberly ran to them. Zedd pulled Carl behind him and he turned to face Kimberly. Kimberly smiled and punched Zedd back. She grabbed Carl's arm to pull him behind her. Kimberly kicked Zedd back before turning to Carl. She bent down to his level and held his shoulders. "Hi." She hugged him. Kimberly had her son in her arms for the first time in 9 years. Carl pulled away roughly from Kimberly.

"Don't touch me! Ed is my friend, how dare you hit him!" Carl went back to help Zedd up, but Kimberly pulled him back.

"Baby, please, don't go with him!" She held his face.

"He's not your baby anymore." Zedd stood up finally.

"Of course, he's my baby! I would have him in my arms, if you hadn't stole him away!"

"Oh, Kimmy, don't blame me since you didn't even look for him!" Carl looked up at Zedd.

"I thought he was dead! I thought you were dead," Kimberly said cupping his face again.

"He is not your son anymore!" Zedd was able to pull Kim's hold away.

"NO! Carl, don't listen to him." Carl stood between a kneeling Kimberly and Zedd. "You are my son, my baby. I know you are and you know you are too. Please, trust me, okay." Kimberly held her hand out. "I would never lie to you." Carl moved toward her as Kimberly held arms out. "If I had any idea you were alive, you would be with me right now."

"Is that a fact?" Zedd asked.

"Of course it is! I loved…love you, son."

"He doesn't even know you."

"Yes, you do. You do, you just don't remember me. I used to sing to you all the time, and your father," Kimberly laughed. "Oh, how he used to talk up a night to you inside me. We fell so much in love with you and we hadn't even seen you."

"Carl, come with me, I'm your only friend, your only true father." Carl looked up at Zedd. "I have always been with you, haven't I? Since the beginning, I have always been with you." Carl looked at Kimberly, as she pleaded with him.

"I love you, baby. Mommy loves you."

"Mommy." Carl stepped forward to Kimberly.

"NO!" Zedd tugged him back. "You will not go to her!"

"Let him go!" Tommy yelled coming over to them finally. He defeated the nearly 20 putties. "Give us our son, Zedd. Or so help me, I will destroy you right here and now."

"Carl, it's your choice baby. You can trust us, or him."

"He only knows me."

"He knows me as well," Kimberly said. "In his heart, he knows the truth." Zedd laughed.

"The truth! You left him! I would never leave him!"

"You stole him from us!" Kimberly yelled.

"Carl, listen to us, listen to your mother. We love you, and we just want you back. You can trust us."

"Don't trust them, they are the ones deceiving you, son." Carl looked up at Zedd. "Come with me. Carl…" Carl looked back at his parents before taking Zedd's side. Kimberly gasped.

"Please no!" Tommy had to pull her back to him. Carl looked back at his parents.

"MOM, DAD!" Zedd picked him up and they disappeared. Kimberly let out a scream and fell forward; Tommy was the only thing holding her up as she cried out.

2 weeks later

Tommy waited downstairs for Kimberly, who was still getting dressed; he was going over last minute lines for their case today. It was early November now. Kimberly hated this long wait to bring their case to courts. They hadn't been able to see Carl at all since the first time. Edwards placed a court order to keep the couple away from their son. Kimberly finally appeared at the top of the stairs. Tommy was reading when he looked up, then back at the paper only for his eyes to shot up again.

"Wow."

"What?"

"You look like a lawyer…a very hot lawyer." Kimberly smiled.

"Stop trying to make me laugh because you know I'm nervous."

"Well, that is the 6th outfit this morning."

"Well, I think this one is the one." Kimberly fixed the jacket to her garnet suit.

"As were the others because you look beautiful in anything."

"Thank you. Are we ready?"

"Yeah."

"Are we going to win?"

"Of course."

Tommy and Kimberly sat, talking quietly in the courthouse. A judge came out from the backroom. Kimberly and Tommy stood with the rest. Kimberly looked behind the other lawyers' desk to find the Edwards.

"You may be seated," the Judge said. Everyone did. Kimberly looked at the judge.

"I don't have a good feeling about this," Kimberly whispered.

"What?"

"Something feels weird here."

"We are here to petition the courts to make an order for a DNA testing on a Carlton Edwards…I have looked over the case. Mr. Oliver and Mrs. Hart, stand up." Kimberly and Tommy did. "You are here to petition for a DNA test."

"Yes, sir. We believe Carlton Edwards is our son."

"Yes, as you have stated repeatedly in your file."

"He is our son and the DNA test will prove it," Kimberly said.

"So you say." Kimberly looked at the judge's eyes, they were familiar. "Your son was born in New York City?"

"That is correct."

"And he died."

"Allegedly, but that wasn't our son."

"Do you have proof your son is not dead? Or any proof the son you buried was not your son?"

"Well, no. Not exactly."

"I see."

"Your honor, that is why we are here today," Tommy said. "We need this test to prove our case."

"And what if the test proves otherwise."

"Otherwise?"

"I don't understand, sir," Tommy said.

"What if the test proves Carl is not your 'assumed' dead son?"

"But he is."

"Will you go after another adopted family's son because that boy shares the same birthday?"

"Excuse me?" Kimberly looked at the judge angrily. "We won't need to go after another family once it is proven that Carlton Edwards is our son." The judge smiled.

"I am sorry to informed you, however there is no need to continue this case in these courts. There is no evidence from either of the unmarried defendants to prove their son is not dead, but very much alive. And since there is a grave in New York City of their buried son. I have to side with the lawyers of Mr. and Mrs. Edwards, and reject any notice for a court ordered DNA test."

"What?"

"You have no proof that your son is alive. This case is dismissed. Good day."

"No!" The judge stood up and left. "That is not fair! How is this happening!"

Zedd appeared in the conference room laughing as he pulled off the black robes of a judge and mask. Tommy was comforting Kimberly after they lost the case. Tommy and Kimberly looked up as the judge's robes were tossed to the ground.

"You pitiful humans!"

"You… you bastard!" Kimberly jumped up and ran to fight Zedd. "You evil bastard!" Zedd laughed as Kimberly had him pinned to the table. He laughed harder as Kimberly tried to choke him harder.

"Trying to kill me Kimberly?" Kimberly was pulled closer to Zedd's face. "You know you can't just kill me." Zedd hit her with his head, knocking her off him.

"Kimberly!" Tommy caught her as she was tossed backwards by Zedd. He hit the wall hard, sliding down in pain as well.

"You will never get your son back." Zedd disappeared laughing. Tommy was holding Kimberly against his chest, as they were blasted back into the wall. Kimberly looked up at Tommy, she was breathing hard, having taken the blast to her chest.

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