Family chapter 10

Josh pov

Its been a month since Bell has been gone. Can't believe the adoption went so quickly. Michael had also been accepted into the Drakensberg Boys Choir. It was an honor.

I went there myself when I was his age. The school was so prestigous. It was a school for boys who sing like nightingales. Their voices sounded like it had been sent by angels. So I had heard. It was what encouraged me to take a masters in music.

"Did you pack everything you need? Mike." I asked my adopted son.

" Yep. You still need to give me that hoodie you promised." He reminded me.

I was about to answer when I heard my cell ring.

" Hello, may I please know who's speaking." I asked

" It's me you idiot." I sighed with relief it was only Bell.

She called once a week just to make sure I was doing fine. I knew she was at Scorpia and I decided to leave her there. Going to fetch her could only get both of us killed.

" How are you." She asked me.

I'm a worried parent. Mike has been accepted and is leaving tomorrow." I said the worry clearly coming through.

Bell laughed, " Don't worry he'll be fine nitwit." She assured me " And why are you worrying you took me through my first school days when you were eighteen."

" I don't know." I answered back, " I just want him to have the childhood that you and I lost."

" So are you going to keep our world away from him?" Bell demanded

" I don't know?" I said truthfully " I just don't want him to get hurt."

" More than he already is." She countered

" Yes," I said " and I will do everything in my power to keep him away. He just doesn't deserve that life."

Bell sighed understandingly. That's why Iove her so much. She understands.

" Can I say hi to Mike?" She asked

" Ya, sure."

" Mike." I yelled.

He ran towards me and grabbed the phone out of my hand. I shook my head in disapproval. Times like these reminded me how I loved being a father. I was sort of one since I was eighteen.

Mike cut the phone and handed it to me saying, " Bell said to tell you that she sent you a present."

Shit! I knew what she meant by that she had just sent a virus through my phone. To stop the MI6 from tracking her down. Quickly getting rid of that nasty thing I sighed. Then panic came back again. I really need more rest and me time.

Finding my guitar in the corner. I strummed a few notes. That calmed me down very nicely and I began to sing. It was one of those silly camping songs.

There was an old man called Michael Finnigan

He grew whiskers on his chin again

The wind came up and blew them in again

Poor old Michael Finni ini inigan

Michael came up to me clearly pissed.

" I'm not an old man." he said with the straightest face that he could muster.

It broke with in five seconds and we both laughed.

A/N: That's chapter 10. Hope you all enjoyed reading so far. Thank you all for alerting, reviewing and favourites. All are appreciated. The Jet if your reading could you Pretty Please elaborate on your review. It sounded like a good idea.