AN: It's short, and kinda a transition chapter...but a very important transition chapter. Read chapter 1 for disclaimers. And thanks to iluvstabler for causing me to have an epiphany about where this story should go. Let's get it on!

Chapter 7

Previously on Deception(from chapter 5)...

I sighed again, knowing that if I ever decided to come back, my ass would be toast because the idea itself was stupid. As my eyes slowly slipped closed, for the first time in a long time, I prayed. I prayed that somehow I would get out of this without losing any of my body parts, and to get out with as much grace as possible, which in truth would be very little.

And now...

I woke up to a man's face in mine. I didn't react, just stared straight into his eyes. He backed away slowly, not wanting to deal with the new person on the block, because that's just what I was. I got up and walked the hall and out into the dinning hall. They were serving bacon and eggs, but the bacon was burnt and the eggs were runny, but I choked them down, knowing that this would probably be my only meal of the day. If I ever got out of this, I would have a lot more respect for those people of the city who have no place to sleep, and no other means to get food other than to steal or go to a shelter. I left the hall and made my way out the street, placing the location in my internal map so that I would have a place to sleep tonight. I wandered my way down the street, aimlessly making my way towards the center of the city. The chances of anyone recognizing me were slim, considering my attire and the beard I had growing on my face.

Further into the city, I started seeing more people moving around and less homeless people. But those brave souls who went into the city went only for the money that was tossed into the cans they held. As I turned a corner, I felt someone pull on my jacket. I looked around, and then down to see a boy's face looking at me.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

"Because I don't have a home and I have no money." Well, I do but I don't want to face what would be waiting for me of I returned.

"Ohh, that's too bad. My names William, what's yours?" Crap, I need an alias.

"Hey you! Get away from the boy!" I felt someone grab me roughly and pull me away from the boy.

"Why are you hurting him? He's a cop!" The pulling stopped, and had I not been bent over then everyone would have seen my jaw hit the floor. How could he know that?

"Listen kid, it's best if you don't mention this to anyone. He's in very deep trouble and we have to talk to him to get it sorted out. So let's keep this between us, alright?" The boy nodded his head and walked back into his yard. "As for you, you're coming with me."

"What? Where are you taking me?"

"All will be explained later."

AN: That's all you're getting, you won't know who took him 'til later, aren't I evil...let's just say the man has an interesting offer...up next...after the man took Bobby and Bobby's back on the streets...you know the drill.please