WARNING: RATED M FOR THIS PARTICULAR CHAPTER. This chapter is a bit edgy. Read with caution.

Chapter 27: Goodbye Yellow Brick Road Part 2

8:59pm

2956 sheep.

I counted 2956 sheep. Mom said counting sheep until two hundred would work. It never works. It only works when Charles goes to Texas, ten sheep. When Charles' not home, I only need to count till ten. Ten sheep.

I put my right arm out of my blanket, my rocket ship. I like staying inside my rocket ship at night, only inside the rocket ship I can hear my own breathing. I don't like getting out of ship at night, because at night, everything is outer space but my blanket. When I have to get out, I feel like an astronaut without their wobbly helmet. I can't breathe in outer space.

Outer space was very scary for me when I was little. Very, very scary, because most of the time it hurts a lot. But I'm now six years old, I play hockey and I ain't scared of pain no more.

It's cold. Space is cold tonight. I especially don't like to get out of ship when it's cold. I put my right hand back into my ship.

3000 sheep.

Creak.

There goes door, door is weak, he's like Claire, he cries creak, creak, creak and let the space alien enter. I shut my eyes close and hold tight onto my spaceship. I wonder if Claire ever build herself a rocket ship at night? Does space alien attack her at night too? Or does space alien attacks her in the morning because he is busy attacking me at night? Claire never talks to me anymore since we moved here with mom. I miss her. I want her in my spaceship. I will protect her in my spaceship, space alien will never get to Claire if she's here, I will let alien attack me all he wants. I just want Claire to play legos with me again, read me her rainbow unicorn stories again. I really, really miss her.

Door gave up.

It's the space alien. He has entered the outerspace. Charles turns into a space alien all the time after nine. He said it's a training, like a mission, a top-secret mission that no one should know but me and him. Being attacked by aliens will help me be a better space astronaut when I grow up, Charles always tells me that. I super duper want to be an astronaut when I grow up so I hope Charles is right. He's always right, he knows a lot of things, he teaches everything he knows to me. I learned how to read the clock faster than Sally the smartest girl in my class because he taught me how to read the clock when I was three. Nine o'clock is the first number I know how to read on a clock.

Alien Charles just sat on the tail of my rocket, my training is about to start.

' Major Henry, is Major Henry in there?' Charles knocked the ship's door with his pretend alien voice.

' I'm not going to let you attack me tonight evil alien!' I replied him with my bravest astronaut voice inside my spaceship using the intercom.

Charles chuckled with his pretend evil voice, ' I don't think so...' He starts to tickle the outside of the rocket, he always does that so that I would soon just give up and destroy my own rocketship.

The alien got me.

He is holding me really tight with his arms, I sometimes try to fight the alien but Charles said I'm not supposed to, because a real and strong astronaut will be able to handle the attack. And I am a real and strong astronaut.

Alien sat me up on his lap.

I don't fight back because I'm ready to be a real and strong astronaut.

Alien is now taking off my spacesuit.

I don't fight back because I'm ready to be a real and strong astronaut.

Alien is now trying to take off my space pants.

I hold on to my space pants.

' Alien, can you attack me tomorrow? It's really cold tonight.' I asked the alien.

Alien sighed, ' You know the drill, Major Henry, space astronauts can't be scared of cold. Outer space is very, very cold.'

Alien took my last piece of space uniform off.

I don't fight back, because I'm ready to be a real and strong astronaut.

I'm very cold, I feel the outer space chilly wind on my body, then I feel the pain that the alien make.

I shut my eyes and take it.

Because I'm six now,

I don't fight back, I'm ready to be a real and strong astronaut.

May 20th 1993, 7:30pm Calgary International Airport.

' You sure this whole thing is not a scam? May be the siblings are part of Charles' little gang. They are helping Charles to lure us into this, then trap us in his house as well and kill us all.' Lorelai worried, while holding on to Rory.

Luke got out their luggages, Lorelai's luggages out of the belt, he sighed at Lorelai's crazy thought, ' Yes, I'm sure. I saw Claire Mathers yesterday, I could see it from her eyes. It was all truth.'

' Now you're an FBI agent? You know who's telling a lie by their eyes?' Lorelai teased Luke.

Luke put all the luggages on to one of the carts, sighed again, ' You get what I mean.' He continued, ' is this all necessary?' He pointed at 4 big pink, purple,light blue and pink again luggages.

' Yes it is, we never know how long we're staying here so we need everything.' Lorelai replied in all seriousness.

' I'm a little hungry.' Rory told the two adults.

Luke nodded, ' same here, you got some food in the luggage, Lorelai?'

' Uh, no?' Lorelai replied sarcastically, ' do I look like a woman that would pack little packages of home cooked food into my luggages?'

' You said you have everything that we need in the luggages.' Luke rolled his eyes.

' We're travelling, we are here to try new stuff.' Lorelai explained, she then pointed to a store a few feet away, ' Look, we don't have that in America, see! How exciting!' She attempted to try reading the name of the store, 'Tim...Houtons'?'

' Hortons. It says Hortons.' Luke corrected.

' Ooooo, exotic!' Lorelai commented and walked to the little store with Rory. Luke pushed the cart and followed the girls from behind.

Lorelai took a sip of her cup of coffee, ' Oh. My. God.'

' What?' Luke asked while taking a bite of his ham and swiss sandwich. The three are sitting down at the arrival area waiting for Henry.

' This,' Lorelai announced, ' Is. The best coffee I have ever had.' She took another sip, ' if I have to marry a cup of coffee, it would be this. No fooling around, straight up, simple, down to earth. It screams, ' Lorelai Gilmore, love of my life, will you marry me?'

She awed, ' I love this. It even has a cute name to it. Guess what this coffee is called?'

' What? Maple Syrup?' Luke rolled his eyes, he never could understand the enthusiasm Lorelai has for coffee.

Lorelai smiled, ' double-double.'

Rory giggled at the name, ' That is cute.'

' I know right!' Lorelai exclaimed, ' they give such simple coffee, two sugar two cream and named it double-double. Brilliant! Simply brilliant!'

Luke just shook his head, he hung a little smile on his face. He felt less worried when Lorelai was babbling about the coffee, it helped distract his mind from the purpose of this trip.

Both Lorelai and Rory squealed in excitement when they opened up their little box of 20 timbits, ' This looks so good, mommy! It's like little christmas ball decorations in frostings!'

' I know!' Lorelai exclaimed, ' it's so cuuuute, look at them.' Lorelai held up a little timbit in front of Luke's face. 'They are screaming, ' taste me, taste me! I'm a frosty coated chocolate donut ball! Eat me! You won't be soooory!''

' Jeez.' Luke mumbled while trying to push away the chocolate timbit out of his sight.

' Luke. I think it's time for us to break up, because I'm marrying good old Timmy boy here.' Lorelai joked while eating more and more timbits.

Luke just sighed and rolled his eyes, then he looked up and saw a man in suit holding a sign, 'Mr. Luke Danes.'

8:15pm

The man holding up the sign helped Luke with all the luggages and directed them out to a fine looking black limo.

A man got out of the limo,

' You must be Luke Danes. Nice to finally meet you, I'm Henry, Henry Mathers.' Henry greeted Luke with his right hand out and then greeted the mother and daughter.

' Nice to finally meet you Henry. Thank you for all this, you don't have to.' Luke thanked him for all the hospitality.

' It's all good. Let's get into the car. We don't have much time, we'll talk on the way.' Henry told Luke.

8:30pm Charles' Mansion

Charles barged into Liz's room. Liz was again having one of her little happy time with coke. She immediately hide her stuff behind her back from Charles.

' I'm not here to bust your ass. Go on, it's almost time for Jess to go to bed anyway.' Charles stated. Liz took back her stuff out and began again.

He then threw a pack of crystal-like thing on to Liz's lap while she's laying on bed, sniffing coke and watching TV.

' Little treat for you tonight.'

Liz looked closer to the pack, it's meth. She had a ridiculously excited grin on her face, ' All for me?'

Charles nodded, ' but you'll have to do it all tonight. I don't wanna see it lying around the house after tonight, alright?'

Liz then stopped smiling, ' What are you going to do to Jess?'

' Don't worry. I'm not those abusive boyfriends you had before. I'm just going to have a nice little talk with Jess tonight about bed wetting.' Charles assured Liz.

' He wet his bed?' Liz asked, Jess had never wet the bed since one of her boyfriend 'handled' the situation when he found out about his bedwetting at the age of four.

' Yes, the maid told me this afternoon. Boys his age should not be wetting his bed anymore. I need to talk to him.'

Liz put her coke aside and already started on the better, faster drug. She was out in her zone again, ' okay.' was all she said.

8:30pm Henry's limo.

' So this is all I got, I'm going to use this against him. It should all work out.' Henry handed Luke and Lorelai a big pile of documents.

Lorelai tried to read the documents, ' Wow, that's a lot of numbers.'

Luke nodded, he just skimmed through it, it's just too much numbers for him to handle for now, ' So the plan is, we barge into the house, run to get Jess as soon as we get in and you'll threaten Charles with this?' Holding up the pile of paper.

Henry nodded, ' Yes. And we have to do it quick.' Henry looked at his watch, ' We don't have much time, Rory stays in the car with Frank. Lorelai, you'll stand by the door just in case something happens. Luke and I will dash into Jess' room, Luke you grab Jess, get him out of the house and into the car immediately, Frank will then drive Lorelai, Rory and Jess to my place first. I'll stay there and threaten Charles, Luke you come back just in case.'

8:55pm

'Jess?' I heard a knock on the door and then I heard Charles calling my name. I closed my book, grabbed Speedy and hide under my blanket. Why is Charles coming in now? It's not nine yet. Is this because I wet my bed last night? How did he know?

The door opened and I hear footsteps, it's closer and closer.

Charles sat on my bed. I kept my eyes shut, I pretend I'm sleeping so I won't get punished. I think Charles is like Nick. I don't like Nick. Nick is like Jack but crazier. I don't think Charles has a baseball bat, he has golf sticks but no, not a bat here so it's okay. It's going to be okay. Wolverine, remember, wolverine. Wolverine has no fear and he heals. You too, you don't fear no more cause you always get back up, Jess.

He laid his hand on my blanket covered head, ' Hey, Jess. I know you're not asleep. Come on, I wanna talk to you about something.' He tried to take off my blanket. I hold on to my blanket as tight as I can.

' No, I'm really tired, can we talk tomorrow?' I begged, using my pretend to be sleepy voice under my blanket.

Charles is stronger. He pulled off the blanket, ' No, we have to talk about it now, Jess.'

He carried me up and sat me up on his lap. He combed the little hair blocking my eyes, I think I need a haircut again.

' Maria told me you wetted the bed last night, is that true?'

I knew it. It's about that. I'm so getting hit.

I nodded, ' I'm sorry.'

' That's okay, you don't have to be sorry, son.' He kissed my forehead. Uncle Luke sometimes do that too, but this doesn't feel the same. I don't know why.

' I'm not your son yet.' Is all I can think of to say.

' But you will soon be. Tomorrow, your mom and I are going to get all the papers done and you'll be my son forever.' Charles smiled, he smoothed my back with his right arm.

Charles is not a bad guy. I thought Charles is a bad guy, may be Henry is the bad guy and he was telling lies. ' I'm not getting hit?'

Charles shook his head, ' Of course not, I would never do that to you.'

Oh. Charles is not like Nick or Jack.

' But we do have to learn from our mistakes, right?'

I nodded. So there is punishment, just not getting hit. I hope it's TV. Because The Secret Garden is so good, I have to read it all tomorrow.

' You're almost nine, Jess. You have to learn how to control when you need to use the bathroom.'

He's stupid. Of course I know how to control! ' It was just an accident.'

Charles nodded, ' well then we have to control not having accidents to happen again. I'll show you how you can control.'

I'm not a baby, I can control just fine!

What is he doing. Why is Charles fingers slipping into my shorts.

I tried to push his hand away, ' What are you doing?'

' Remember? We need to learn from our mistakes.' He put his fingers on the waist band again.

' Get off me!' I jumped off to the ground before he could take off my shorts. Charles is not Nick or Jack. Charles is a crazy man.

I ran to the door.

' Hey get back here!' Charles growled, he is getting angry.

Thanks god for baseball, I'm fast.

' Mom! Mom! Help! Charles crazy! We have to go!' I pushed through mom's bedroom door. I can't breathe. I don't think I can breathe anymore.

Mom's holding a needle. Mom's eyes is staring at the TV. Mom's not blinking. Mom's not moving.

Mom can't breathe.

I don't think mom can breathe anymore.

Mom's dead.

Mom's dead.

No, her lips tried to move. I think I saw her whispering my name. I think she said Sorry. I think she said I love you.

I think I'm crying. I don't know anymore. I don't know anymore.

I think Charles dragged me back to the bedroom. I think he smacked my face. I think he took everything off. I think I'm feeling pain. But all I see is mom.

Mom in her yellow summer dress.

Mom's golden hair under the sun blowing with the warm breeze coming through our little window.

Mom holding my little hand with her silky smooth hand with pretty coloured nails on her fingers.

Mom singing that song with sparkles twinkling in her eyes.

Mom before she likes putting needles to herself.

Mom, I think I love you too.

' You son of a bitch!'

' Get your fuckin hands off him!'

I think I feel the pain gone. I think I heard Uncle Luke. I think I heard Uncle Luke.

'Jess!' 'Jess! I'm here! I'm so sorry I came in so late. Talk to me, Talk to me Jess!'

I think Uncle Luke is crying too. Why isn't he calling mom's name? He should be calling mom's name, not mine.

Mom's dead. I think I am too.

A/N: Couldn't write this chapter without listening to this song over and over again, Sense of Home by Harrison Storm. Thank you for reading, reviews are always greatly appreciated :) Till then...stay tuned.

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Anon1, Thank you for your review! Haha, I hope this chapter got you hyperventilating as well :P I think this is the darkest story I have ever written. Well, at least I have not written any story about sexual abuse before, it was hard, because you have to imagine the scene. It gives me chills. Your son broke his femur! That's serious! Wow! And he's now 6'4, so happy for you! I have never been to that hospital myself, despite living here lol but the building does looks nice. You should visit again! Stampede is pretty cool! And sight seeing around Calgary is nice too, but I think you did all that already, like Banff, Lake Louise, Jasper, Drumheller etc.

Nancy, Thank you for your review! Glad it terrorized you haha! All the worries you had before this chapter should be all solve by this chapter. But seems like it's going for another problem. Sigh. Henry and Claire are probably just the lucky cases of real people who actually survived such things and come back from such trauma and be successful in life. Reality is cruel to people sometimes. I have never gone through that but just writing it out, kills me. But I just wanted to try and see if I can pull such edgy scenes out.