Monday: t-pov

We back in school; Sam is upset her GPA has fallen to 4.0. I'm happy for normal live. Harrison and Theresa meet us at the Library. We sit till Sam student filter in. The buzz around school is that Sam and I are the premier couple. I find that amusing. Joking they should be the super jock and his artist girlfriend. Elf snort and Sam honks till we poor mortal boys scamper outside. Staring up at the library windows we see them laughing and pointing at us. We turn, fake moon them, and go get some food.

"You know Teddy, we'll pay for that" super jock tells me, like I don't know the reality

"Yea but making up is great." I tell him as we descent into laughter and giggles, what pair we make, love sick fools.

Saturday night: Dragon Club:

The band is smoking and I'm dragged around on a pink rhinestone leash during the Widows set. Harrison has to wear a pink spangled tutu with his persona. Payback for the girls become the queen bees of High school. Abby get pictures of us for the scrapbook Moms compiling. Sam can't believe even in her super nerd persona; she's the queen. Theresa tried to evade the social sets, but she trapped several times for like, dislikes and her look is spreading thru the lower classmen. Phoebe is now Theresa fashion mentor. Geordie Meyers is so green all the time. She has taken to publicly nitpicking Sam and Theresa wardrobe and behavior. She's losing friends at a rapid pace. Despite it all we become closer, more depend on each other. Mary has Devon on stage for the first time. Abby is threatening a lottery backstage for corners before the show, as everyone is using Summer's calming technique, now there are more couples than corners.

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The battle of Texas. Lancer vs. Grey

The trouble brewing down south is coming to a head. The first court date approaches, we board Dad's jet for a night trip to Dallas. Arriving at dawn, we stop at the hotel for breakfast and fresh up. Heading thru the morning traffic, I reflect on the war about to launch us into deep water. I hold Sam knowing she need me to be strong and dependable as the court fight for Sam's trust fun rapidly approaches. Entering the room I get my first look at her niece and grand-nephew.

The battleground is set the Dallas legal center, conference room 478. Civil cases like this are heard in a conference room rather than court room. I hold Sam hand as we enter, her niece Samantha Lancer age 57, her grand-nephew John Sanders IV age 30. With their lawyers awaits us. I smile broadly, this is my families' arena. The enemy has no idea what's about to crash down on them. John Tallinn, Simon Fredickson, Tina Westmoore, and Edward Berg greet Sam, me, Dad, Mom, Taylor. Sawyer, Ryan. While Max and Parks wait outside in the hall.

Samantha Lancer stares venom while Sanders look happy. We know they judge shopped; they think they won.

Till Judge Andrew Lockner (40) walks in with two bailiffs and the court reporter and two clerks. Sander objects, but in overruled. The Case proceeds thru the opening legal wrangling, I hate it, and Phoebe should be here, she loves this stuff.

The Judge swears everyone in. and we start. Tallinn present his brief. Sanders present his brief. The Judge looks only at Sanders. What going on I get nervous, dad taps my thigh, looking over he winks. The Judge looks at everyone "The Brief are the same as you submit pre-hearing. The court is required to rule according to the statues in favor of Miss Morgan. Mr. Tallinn, you will submit by Friday a new legal mentor for Miss Morgan. I also order the Lancer family and the three law firms to make the Trust Fund whole, returning all moneys, fees, and Cost. The case is closed."

"This is bullshit your honor, we will appeal." Sanders bellows

"That is your right, Mr. Sanders, however as my legal duties, the money must be placed in an escrow account before any appeals go forward, and must be install within thirty days, or I will order asset seizure to amount required to make Miss Morgan whole." The Judge says dry and mean.

Samantha Lancer stands, glaring at us. "We have the backing to see you never get a dime bitch" Sam tense but smiles brightly at her niece, saying not a word.

Dad however speaks. "Mrs. Lancer, you own 20% with proxies for another 10% of Lancer Inc. with 46 million in personal asset, your son has 12million in asset with no stock. The most you can muster is 18 million, which you only have 2million available now with the rest taking 60 days to year to access, to fight this battle, not counting the probate fight on the 4."

"I as of this morning own 15%, Fredrick Freda owns 15% and My father Carrick Grey own 4% of Lancer Inc. I have they're proxies, we have call a board meeting for tomorrow to change the boards make up, and divest from your illegal proceedings." Dad moves in for the kill.

"So, you now have to fight this on your dime. We (sweeping his hands) have a war chest of 2 billion dollars, today, dedicated to Securing Sam's birth rights. So, Mrs. Lancer you shouldn't piss off your Aunt, or her friends, or her in-laws." Smiling that famous wolf grin of his. Mom is giggling into her hand. Dad is locked and loaded is battle mode. His personal sport of choice; the hostile business takeover. The enemy is pale; Mrs. Lancer looks terrified. She's thought she had the upper hand. Not any more bitch.

Sanders scream "You bastard! I wish the general had kill you" and throws a water bottle at Sam head.

I just defect it spraying water everywhere. Sam is shaken, I guard her, she my priority. Dad and Taylor will deal with the other. She loudly whimpers. The Bailiffs grab him, the Judge scream "Order everyone sit down! Mr. Sanders that is assault with a weapon on Miss Morgan, a minor. Charles arrest him for assault and contempt of court."

"Gentleman (stare at the Lancer side) they're serious maleficence of fraud and embezzlement against all three law firms. I suggest you get your houses in order, the Judicial Bar and DA is looking into these issues." Boy! rats running, they left so fast only Mrs. Lancers still here, bewildered by the turn of event.

We head back to the Hotel; Taylor confers with dad and then disappears. I hold Sam the whole ride back; we take a nap cuddle in each other arms. She for the first time is sad; her biological family so hates her. Her real adopted family loves and cherish her. I love her with all my heart. I will do whatever it takes to make her forget these evil people. My mission in life is to make her world bright and sunny.