Edit: For some reason, I couldn't post Jake's story as a separate chapter, so I had to improvise and add to this current chapter.

Powers' Residence, earlier that evening

The next town's deputies had tracked down the family, with the intention of talking to Alan about what happened between him and Ratburn, and to see if he, and his victim would testify against Nigel Ratburn in the upcoming trial in early June.

That evening, the detectives approached the house and knocked.

"Who is it?" called out a voice.

"Detective Henderson, Beaver County Sheriff's Office."

Alan Powers' mom stood at the door and opened it just a crack. "Is my son in trouble?" she asked.

"No ma'am. We're investigating a possible sexual assault that your son may have been the victim of." replied deputy DiPasqua.

"Hold on just a minute." Alan's mother walks up the steps, then calls his name. "Alan! Can you come down here?"

Alan hustles down the steps.

"There are a couple of people who want to talk to you." Alan's eyes widened as he saw the two police officers at the door.

"Am I in trouble?" he asked nervously.

"No. We just need to talk to you. May we come in?" asked detective Henderson.

"You may." said Alan's mom, letting the detectives come in. "Have a seat on the couch." Alan's mom goes to prepare some tea, and the two detectives sit across from Alan Powers.

"So, how are you doing son?" asked Henderson.

"I'm doing okay. How about yourself?" replied Alan, limply shaking each of the detectives' hands.

"Son, we wanted to talk to you about Nigel Ratburn."

Alan's heart started racing. He knew about Ratburn's arrest and charges that were pending.

"Um. What happened? Is Mr. Ratburn in trouble?" asked Alan.

"Yes. He is in quite a bit of trouble, son." replied DiPasqua.

"I know about the charges and stuff, but the To Catch A Predator was entrapment. There is nothing wrong he..." Alan's voice trails off.

"Alan, how long have you known Mr. Ratburn?" asked Henderson.

"He was my teacher in sixth grade. We had such a fun time together. I had a minor crush on him, but that was when I was young and dumb."

"Did you ever spend the night over his house at any point?"

Alan looked down at the ground. Part of him still had lust for Nigel, despite the fact that he was facing several decades in prison for serious crimes.

"Yes."

"How often did you two hang out?"

"We hung out intermittently over the summer. He was a great person." Alan then proceeded to talk at length about the time they spent together.

"Son. I have to ask you a serious question. Did Nigel Ratburn attempt to sexually assault you?" asked Henderson.

"Well, we kissed and we did have sex a few times." said Alan.

Henderson's eyebrows rose upon hearing Alan confessing this information. "Son, based on the information that you have told me, and the fact that you are 13 years old, the stuff that Nigel Ratburn did to you is a clear violation of Pennsylvania law. What he did is called rape." said Henderson.

"That's not true." said Alan. "Nigel treated me with nothing but respect, and I consented."

"Son, you are 13 years old. You cannot legally give consent. The man took advantage of and violated you multiple times. That is not an idol, nor a father figure, he is a sexual predator." the detective replied.

Alan was angry at first, then when it clicked in his head, he started to cry, and fell into the detective's arms.

"I am really, really sorry." said Henderson. "But don't you worry, if you help us out this summer, there will be justice served to this man."

Alan initially did not respond. "So Nigel really took advantage of me?"

The detective nodded.

"We had a relationship. Why did he do this?" Alan broke down crying again. "I trusted him. He was a friend of mine! He was my favorite teacher!" The kid continued to blubber in the arms of detective Henderson, who comforted him.

"The whole community trusted him. You're not alone." said DiPasqua.

"Alan, sweety! Are you okay?" asked his mother.

"Ma'am, I need to speak with you in private." said detective DiPasqua. The two went into the kitchen where DiPasqua broke the news.

"Based on what your son said to us, this man sexually assaulted him over a period of two years." said DiPasqua.

"What? That man molested my-" Alan's mom's voice trailed off before she, too, broke down in tears.

"If there is anything we can do to help, just let us know. I know that this comes as terrible news to you." said DiPasqua.

"That bastard hurt my son! That evil, sick fuck, molested my son and took advantage of him. I knew something was funny when Alan began hanging out with Ratburn last summer." said Alan's mom. "We will definitely be pressing charges against him."

The detectives gave their info, and Alan and his mother (his father was on a business trip and wouldn't be back until the end of the week), promised to testify at the trial.

Later That Evening...

Both detectives made their way back to the office. Detective DiPasqua was a former gang unit investigator for years, and at one point, did counterfeit work for the United State Secret Service. Henderson was a tough youth from the mean streets of Aliquippa who dropped out of high school to join the military, then went back to pursue a career in law enforcement.

Police work had its usual share of ups and downs, which was normal. But this scandal rattled even two of the strongest members of the police department, even the chief, who at one time, was a three star general in the military. Even HE was shaken by the teacher's disgusting deeds.

"Man, I'm still in disbelief that this poor kid took so much abuse over the course of fifteen months." said Henderson. "And from a teacher he looked up to, no less!"

"I'm just glad that he's off the streets. I'm still in shock that this guy would be this sick and do this to one of his former pupils!" said the female detective.

"I know. Teachers are supposed to educate the kids and make it so that they're ready for the real world. Ratburn overstepped his boundaries, big time. That's when you know the system is fucked up." says Henderson.

The detectives are stunned by a knock on the door.

"There's someone here to see you." says one of the officers, who just started working the late shift. A young man in a black hood appears in front of the detectives, as if he has been crying or is about to cry.

"How can we help you?" asked Henderson.

The boy does not respond, looking motionless at the floor.

"What's the matter, son? You okay?" asks one of the detectives.

"It's about Ratburn." says Jake in a quiet voice. "He was my ex-neighbor, and...and...please forgive me for this..." as his lower lip begins to tremble.

"What about Ratburn? Did he hurt you?" asks the female detective.

""He...did things to me sexually. He...violated..me..." The poor boy could barely get the words out before falling into the arms of the female detective, crying his eyes out.

Jake then proceeded to tell the detectives in detail about what Nigel Ratburn did to him. At the end of it, Jake asked when Ratburn's trial was.

"June 4." replies Henderson. "Do we have your word that you will testify against him in court?"

"Absolutely. I hope that sick son of a bitch stays in jail forever." says Jake, walking away. "Especially after the hell he put me and my family through."

"Thank you all so much for what you have done. I know that justice will prevail." said Jake's father.

"I was worried about why my son was acting this way. Now I know." said Jake's mother. "Thank God for the best police force in this state." she added.

"Not a problem. It's a really tough set of circumstances, but we also hope that justice will prevail." said the detective.

Jake and his parents leave the station and head on their way home.

"Wow. It's worse than I thought. This man terrorized not just one kid, but TWO." said DiPasqua.

"For HIS sake, he had better be in protective custody." replied the female detective.

To be continued...