Thanks for the reviews so far! Made me very happy! So, here's chapter three. Have fun! Next chapters will be longer probably.
Chapter Three: Nick
While the doctors were busy examining the boy, Mac had called Jane Parsons to get the boys DNA and other things. When she entered the hallway where Mac was standing, she immediately saw the worried look on his face. He looked more confused than usual, but she didn't ask him questions. She knew already what he wanted from her and went in to the room where the doctors were just finished with the cute little boy. Also Mac came and one of the doctors told them the kid had no physical wounds but he had shown very traumatized mentally. After that, the doctors left and Jane did the same when she finished up swabbing the kid. Mac sat down next to the kid, not knowing where to start. Luckily, the boy started talking himself.
'My mummy is dead, isn't she? I saw her lying on the floor and tried to wake her up, but she didn't. I was so scared I ran and hide. I killed her, didn't I? It's all my fault, I should've helped her', the kid mumbled. He started crying and buried his head into Mac's chest.
'No, it is not your fault, kiddo. You didn't hurt her, you were just trying to help her. It's okay, I will look after you, you don't have to worry anymore now', Mac spoke fatherly and with his most kindly voice. 'What is your name, son?'
'Nick. My name is Nick. My mums name is Trisha, but I don't know who my daddy is. I've never seen him. I don't know if I have more family. Mummy always said its better that way. I miss her already, mister Mac', Nick sobbed.
Mac felt so sorry for the kid. Nick had no where to go and the only one who loved him, was murdered in cold blood, right in front of him. No wonder the doctors thought he was traumatized. While holding him tightly, Mac called Flack.
'Hey Flack, it's Mac. The boys name is Nick, it's her son. He has no physical problems, but he is very traumatized and has no information that will help us further now. Did you already find a family member so maybe he can go there?'
It was quiet on the other end of the line for a short time, before Flack answered. 'I couldn't track down his father what doesn't surprise me though. The woman would have been only 14 years old when she had him, so she must have been raped or so. Couldn't found any family of her either. So I guess he's an orphan now. Should I call Child Services?'
'No, not yet. I want him to calm down a bit first, he is very shocked right now. I'll get back to the lab now, he can eat and drink some there. Maybe he will remember something in the mean time. I'll let you know.'
'Alright then, I will tell the others. Hey and Mac…' Flack waited for a response from his boss first before continue his sentence.
'Yeah, Flack?'.
'… He maybe lost his only family, but he is very lucky he's with you now. You know how to convince people to fight for what's left. He really is lucky.'
Mac smiled at the comment of the young detective. He also felt the double meaning in it.
'Thank you, Don. I'll see you in a while.'
He hung up and looked down at the kid again. Was Flack right, is this boy really lucky to have him in his life now, at least for this difficult time? Mac quickly brought his mind back to reality.
'Nick, are you ready for a little ride? I want to show you my friends.' he said.
'Yeah, that's okay. And I'm a little hungry.' Nick looked already a bit happier now and seemed to forget the most awful things he witnessed today, for the moment at least.
'When we are there, I'll get you a nice meal', said Mac while picking Nick up and walking out of the hospital.
After 30 minutes of driving, he saw lots of cars standing still in a distance. When he got closer, he saw that there was an accident on the crossroad. Some tried to get through all the vehicles somehow, others were standing out of the car yelling at someone else like it was their fault. Everything was blocked. Mac stopped and sighed. He looked aside; Nick was sleeping while holding Mac's sleeve. He gently cut himself loose out of Nick's grip and wanted to get out of his car, looking for a way through.
Right before he opened his car door, he felt two strong arms around his neck, one hand covering his mouth with some sort of towel. He tried to fight his way out of the grip of these unknown arms, trying all his Marine skills, but he failed miserably. The air he breathed wasn't filled with normal air anymore, but with some sort of gas. He felt his head become lighter and his strength weakened.
And then... everything became black.
The strong arms pulled Mac to the trunk of the SUV and tied up Mac's arms and legs and covered his mouth with the towel. Another stranger climbed behind the steering wheel and drove away from the crowd, from all the people, and headed to his destination…