Who is the Victim Here

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Chapter Thirteen.

Sean called her to tell when they arrived in the city and that they would soon be there. She stands at the window in her office looking out the window and a little anxious about whom it is that is coming here to her home. Aaron Hotchner. A man she has heard about for twenty five from the two most important people in her life and now he is coming to be under her control. She has fully prepared the nursery for him and completely cleared her calendar so that she may devote all her time to him. She feels all giddy and excited inside like a girl waiting for her first date to arrive. Yet the man coming is not a date but a client who needs to come back from where his mind has taken him. She hopes that she can bring him back and not make the problem worse. She sees the black SUV arrive and park in front of the building.

Sean gets out of the vehicle and gets the wheelchair from the back. He takes it to the side door on the sidewalk and opens the door. He takes out the bags and the removes the booster from in front of Aaron. He then unbuckles the seatbelt and removes the harness from the car, but not from the man. He pulls the man closer to the door and places his feet on the ground firmly next to the chair. He lifts the man and pivots him to the chair and gently places him in to the chair and attaches the harness to the chair so that he sits up straight. He puts his feet on the pedals and takes the bag on his shoulder while he pushes the chair away from the car. He shuts the door and locks the car. He pushes the chair to the ramp that had been built to allow the disabled into the building. At the top of the ramp he pushed the door bell and Angie tells him to come on in as the door opens for the men to enter.

They enter into a foyer where they are encouraged to remove their coats and shoes and boots, while slippers are provided for them to put on their feet. Sean hangs up the coats and places the footwear in the rack. A door opens up to the right into which Sean pushes Aaron. It is an office of ancient mahogany wood and looks like a library for all the thousands of books surrounding the room and expanding to the top of the five story building. A sky light shines down all stories. At each story there is a small ledge which a stair is hung and goes around the circumference of the room. On the floor there is a Wooten desk behind a formidable attorney desk with a large red velvet wheeled chair between them. In front of the desk is a set of red velvet armed chairs for clients. The whole room looked old and with expensive well used furniture. It definitely reflected this woman, there is dust yet controlled, it is more from indifference rather than from neglect. There are stacks of magazines, catalogs and publications all around the floor and in racks on the walls. They represent every type of hobby, lifestyle, career and anything that you can think of. There are no pictures on the walls which are taken up by racks and shelves. There are some photos on some shelves but most of the room is taken up by printed materials, such as books, magazines, catalogs, publications and binders of printouts. In this chaos of paper, stands a woman with a smile welcoming them.

"Hello Sean, Aaron, welcome to my home."

Sean answers, "Hi Angie, thank you for having us." Aaron doesn't say anything, he just continue to look around the room. "Sorry, sometimes he is just rude."

"Don't worry about it as I expect that type of response from all the babies that come to me." Aaron looks at her and scowls. She winks at him with a small smile. His mouth scowls while his eyes laugh. "Why don't we take Aaron to the playroom so that you and I can talk, Sean?" She leads the men into the room next door which is well lit and brightly colored with pastels and primary colors spread all over the place. There are tumbling rugs, tables and chairs to sit at, painting easels, a water table, a sand table, a Lego table, blocks, trucks and cars and many types of dolls and stuffed animals spread all over the place. She bends down and talks to Aaron face to face, "What would you like to do?" He points back into the office and she shakes her head no. "You don't get to sit in on what Sean and I talk about." He scowls again and looks at Sean with a request to do so.

"We are doing this Angie's way, she's the boss." Aaron looks angry at that as he points to himself. "I don't know what you mean by that."

Angie laughs a little and says, "He says that he's the boss."

Sean looks at her and then Aaron, "Sorry Aaron, she's the boss. If you don't want to do anything in here, that's fine. Then just sit there while Angie and I go talk about you staying here." They go back into the office. "Well."

"There is a contract that as Aaron's guardian you have to sign, which basically gives me legal control over Aaron for thirty days. I can do whatever I want to him except kill him and if anything I do puts him in the hospital then our deal becomes null and void. You would not have to pay for my services and I would no longer be his legal caretaker. You will not be able to contact him or have any say as what happens to him during the time that he is mine unless he winds up in the hospital."

"Is that all?"

"That's all."

"What will you do to him?"

"I can't answer that Sean. Please don't ask. What I do is for him and sometimes friends and family don't understand the process but they do appreciate the results."

"Okay, I understand. This is his bag of stuff, diapers, his food, bottles…."

"You can take that home with you. I have all the supplies that I need."

"What about his toys, especially his lion."

"Take it home and keep it safe for him. Keep yourself and Jack safe as well. Good bye Sean."

"Can I say good bye to Aaron?"

"Yes." Sean goes into the room where Aaron had rolled himself over to the Lego table and began to put together a project. Sean walks over to him and sits in a chair at the table next to him. The men look at each other and without words say good bye, Aaron reaches up for a hug that Sean melts into. Sean kisses Aaron's forehead and Aaron kisses Sean's cheek. The men separate and Sean leaves the room and heads back to the D. C. area.

Angie looks at the man at the table and then turns back into her office where she works on some paperwork and checks on her boy from the various security cameras in the room. She does get up to prepare some lunch for herself and her baby boy.

Aaron is sitting at the table and putting the blocks together. He doesn't have anything in mind to what to build so he is just randomly putting the blocks together. He doesn't feel very comfortable however. He is hungry and has a full diaper that needs to be changed. He wonders where Angie is and why she is not taking care of him like she was supposed to do. He tried to turn the chair around, except that the tires wouldn't move. It seems a block had fallen off the table and got caught behind one of the wheels, essentially locking it into place. He growls and whimpers and whines because he can't move, he decides to let Angie know that he is not happy and to pay attention to him by screaming. She hears it even without using the baby monitor. He is definitely going to be a loud baby. She takes the lunches into the playroom and goes over to the man in the chair. She checks to find out the problem with the chair and removes the block so that she can move it and takes Aaron to the changing area.

Placing her arms under his arms, she lifts the man from the chair and places him on the changing table, where she proceeds to clean him and change his diaper. She then lifts him and carries him to the feeding area, which consists of a double rocking chair that she sits in and he lies across her lap and the other half of the chair; she cradles his head in her arms and places a bottle into his mouth and then while he feeds she eats a sandwich that she made for herself. She smiles indulgently at her big baby while she rocks him in her arms.

After two bottles and a short cuddle time on the rocking chair, Angie gets up and places Aaron on the floor. He furls his eye brow and points to the chair. She shakes her head no and takes the chair into the other room to be stored.

"There will be no using of the wheelchair here, if you want to move from one place to another, you must show me that you want to be carried or you walk yourself or you crawl or move yourself there somehow. There are very few rules here. The most important is that I am the boss, what I say is what is done. The second thing you need to remember is that you can cry, scream, pout, get angry, break down, anything and it is save here for you to do so. You can kick or hit or anything like that as well and it is okay. I can control that. If you attempt to harm yourself, it will be prevented. You will be on a strict schedule, I am not here to keep your sensibilities, I don't care what you feel or if are being disrespected or shamed or humiliated. I plan to do just that, cause you to feel these things, I want to you to feel those things. My goal is bring back the man that you have hidden and I will do whatever is necessary to do that and many times that means embarrassment or humiliation on your part. Please be aware that I don't care what other people think. I cannot be embarrassed because of what happens to you." While she is speaking to the man, she is picking toys up and putting some away, while getting others out. He just sat where she left him and did not move while he listened to her and begins to wonder what he got himself into.

She goes into the room next door and starts to prepare things for her baby's first bath. She leaves the door open so she can keep an eye on him and he can see her and knows that she hasn't left him. He just sits there and looks at the door and then at the door where she put the wheelchair, he decides that he wants the chair and begins to crawl to the door. When he gets there, he discovers the door is locked and he can't get to the chair. He cries out in frustration and he turns around to see if she is watching what he is doing. She gives the appearance that she doesn't even know he moved. She has continued to work at getting his bath ready. He finds it irritating that she is not paying any attention to him and watching what he does so that he can get what he wants. He decides to let her know that he doesn't like being ignored. He goes over to the water table and tries to turn on the water and cannot. He screams in mild protest and hits the table; he next tries to turn over the sand table and then throws the toys across the room. Our agent is having a tantrum, he does not like being ignored or not being able to go wherever he wants or have whatever he wants and he wants to use the wheelchair. Angie walks into the room and sees toys all around and a sullen, pouty big baby man sitting in the middle of it. It took all of her willpower not to laugh out loud. Of course, she has seen these actions before from others, so it is not unusual in her eyes.

"Looks like someone had fun." He looks at her sullenly and points to the door with the wheelchair. "No and don't ask again." He growls in frustration and throws a block at her. She walks toward him and lifts him up by placing his feet on hers and bringing him upright. She takes a paddle that is made of feathers bonded together with strips of balsa wood from the belt at her side and whacks him on the backside with it. Although, it caused no pain just a sensation of something bumping him, it surprised him when she did it. She looks at him and says, "You do not throw things at me, you can throw them at the wall or across the room but not at another person." She picks him up and places him in a large tall chair in the corner where she leaves him for 15 minutes. As he sits he finds it hard to fathom that she just put him in a time-out chair and swatted him once with a soft paddle. What is next?