I am back...again. I don't really have anything to say so I am just going to get on with it. Hope you enjoy -AJ

Teddy Pov

"They don't want you anymore get that kid? They asked me to get rid of you, get it through your head your un-wantable," I sit up in bed panting hard, the sheets are sticking to my body from sweat. The clock on my bed side table reads 4:45; I groan and peel back the sticky sheets from my body.

I haven't had a nightmare like that it a really long time, it's usually a faceless man who starts to put his cigarettes out on my back and chest or sometimes he is hitting me across the face. This time it was the later.

I don't bother taking a shower; if I wake up Henry this early it surely would mean my death. I throw on a pair of old jeans that are slightly ripped in the knee, the ones I was wearing yesterday. I grab a white t-shirt and black and white flannel to go over it.

My head is sweaty from my nightmare so I try to push my hair out of my face but it useless. I'm out the door within a couple of minutes. I have both my skateboard and my backpack. Making sure I have enough time I get on my board and head to the coast.

It's still dark outside and it won't get light until about 7, which is perfect. The coast isn't that far from my home. There is a small beach town a couple of minutes away and the people there are always really nice. The cool early morning air on my sticky skin feels amazing and I feel at peace riding through the dark trying to make it to the coast before light breaks.

I stop at a small shop; they rent surfboards out to tourists. Mikey the owner has known me for a couple of years. He opens the shop really early on week days and if I can get there early enough he will let me take a board out.

Lucky enough I get there just on time. He sees me coming as he opens the door to the shop, then waves me on in. I fallow him through the shop and place my things behind the counter.

Mikey goes in the back and gets a wetsuit and a board for me. I put suit on then take the board from him.

"Don't you have school today?" he asks.

"Yeah but I don't start until way later." I tell him getting ready to head out the door, "Thanks Mikey I'll be back before 8."

I run down to the sand which is only a few feet away. The beach is beautiful at this time; there is no one around for miles. There is just enough light to see where you're going, but dark enough to keep the mystery alive.

I paddle my away from the shore and sit on the board looking out towards the horizon. I think about my foster mom Liza, Sal's daughter. She thought me how to surf amongst other things. She was amazing, I thought that maybe she was going to last forever and I was finally going to have a parent that loved me.

But she died and with her so did my hope. There is just too much hatred inside my heart for anything else. So I just continue to exist, drift like the ocean, endlessly, purposelessly.

But there is one moment that makes me whole. That's why I am out here today I need to see and feel the beauty that the world still has offer to someone like me. Liza showed me this and I come out here to honor her memory.

"Daddy, let's go swimming!" baby me yells. A man picks me up and puts floaters on my arms. When spend an hour in the water with me splashing around and him laughing.

I shake my head, that wasn't the memory I wanted to think about. I fall off the side of the board and float with my ears barley under the surface. The board bobs next to my legs and I let the ocean wave's crash into me. They are weak enough that I feel like I am floating.

I glance at the horizon again and this time I see the light seeping up. This is what I have been waiting for; I struggle back onto the board and look out to watch the sunrise. It's beautiful, it almost looks like heaven, and I'm not that religious.

The gold light hits the waves and it's almost as if everything goes still for a moment. The clouds are framing the sun making it look like the light is reaching out for me. I stand up on the board and reach my arm out to the light. Just like Liza used to do when I was young. I take a nose dive right into the water breaking the calm water.

I swim until my lungs can't take it anymore and I let my body float to the top breaking the surface one more time. It's time for me to go back to the shore, and as I paddle in I think about how I am running away from the light. It's like it has always been there reaching for me, but I am too far out of its grasp.

I get back to the shop before Mikey has even gotten any customers. I grab my clothes and change back into them still damp from the ocean. He tells me to come back anytime and I tell him I'll take that offer.

I make sure that I have enough time to make it to school; but I decide that I don't have enough time to go home and take a shower. There are worse things than smelling like the ocean for the day. It is still kind of dark out but not too bad, I speed around the corners of the streets really fast trying to not fall off like yesterday.

I make it to school in a reasonable about of time, I even have a few minutes before the bell rings.

I grip the necklace that has always hung around my neck; I kick myself for not even thinking about it when I went into the water. It's all I have left of them; I've made sure that I always have it on me. That is why I haven't ever gotten into too much trouble; I know if I landed in Juvenile Hall they would take it away from me and I would never see it again.

I am just about to sit down in the grass when I hear my name being called.

"Theo! Theo! Wait up!" I turn around and see that annoying chick from yesterday. I look at her annoyed what does she want now.

"You have to look at this. Yesterday I saw that heart necklace you wear, it popped out when you where fighting. Look!" she thrusts out her iPhone and clicks on a video.

On the screen I see a reporter who is standing outside a tall building with the words Grey House at the top. There are many people standing around her with candles, a lot of them look really sad. I am about to ask her what this has to do with my necklace but then the lady starts to talk.

"We are outside Grey House in downtown Seattle. This is the business that is run by billionaire Christian Grey who is the CEO. He and his wife tragically lost their son 10 years ago; he was kidnapped and never found so now every year people come out to show their support for the family.

"Little prince Grey would be 14 years old now. On my right is a picture of what he looked like the day he went missing and on my right is what he would looks like now. If you have any info..." the video ends and I stare up at Jenny, holy crap I think.

"That looks just like you!" she says waving her hand around, "Aren't you in the foster system?"

"Yeah, I am an orphan freak," I pull my backpack closer to my body. I hate talking about my situation. "Besides that can't be me."

"Theo," she looks at me incredulously.

"That kids name is Teddy, if you didn't hear. Mines Theo," I tell her slowly.

"Yeah Theodore Raymond Grey," she says convinced.

"Whatever, if you don't mind, I really need to get to class now," I tell her turning away and walking to my English class I missed yesterday. But then I start to think, that little boy looked a lot like me. And the older version is practically a near replica of me now. I pull the heart locket out of my shirt and open it. Inside I stare at the little boy who is supposed to be me. Uncanny resemblance I think.

I take off towards the computer lab, inside I find the lights off and no one in there. I remember Mr. Branson doesn't have a first period. I power up one of the computers and open a link to Google. I read an article from Seattle Nooz from 10 years ago:

Devastation hits the most powerful family here in Seattle: Mr. and Mrs. Grey's four year old son has been kidnapped. He was last seen at his pre-school where his parents had dropped him off earlier that morning.

Whoever has done this must have had a vendetta for the Grey family, because Teddy's CPO James Johnson known as JJ was found murdered at the scene. The Grey family has no leads as to where there son location is. Please if you have any information about where Teddy Grey could be please call in.

I finish reading and just stare at the words, could this be me? Could I have been kidnapped at a young age? But why would anyone put me in the foster system? There are so many questions flying into my mind.

I print out the article that has a picture of the little boy and the Grey family with him. I run out of the door and get onto my skateboard. Looks like I won't be going to school today. I skate as fast as I possibly can down to Sal's shop.

When I get there I burst through the door looking frantically for Sal, I find him inspecting a piece of piano. He jumps up a little bit when the door slams closed. He stands up and come towards me seeing that I am frazzled.

"Does this look like me?" I pant showing him just the photo of Teddy.

"Why yes, it looks exactly like you just a little younger," he says confused. I shove the article in his hands and take a seat behind the counter. I sit down with a huge breath; Sal quickly reads the article and looks up at me. He is making an 'o' with his mouth.

"Theo this could explain why you ended up like this," he says.

"Sal I don't even know if that is me," I tell him.

"Well the only way to know is if you call them," he says pushing his phone towards me. I just stare at him.

"This is crazy, Sal! I am not the son of a business tycoon in Seattle! I am nobody, a fuck up!" I yell at him.

"Theo," he says softly and I look away from him, "Theo you are like my grandson and if this is true, then you may finally get that happy ever after you dissever." He places his hand on my shoulder.

"There is no such thing as a happy ever after," I mumble. I get up and pull the necklace out of my shirt.

"I've never showed this to anyone before. This is the only thing I have left from my parents. Look at the picture of the little boy," I tell him holding out the pictures. He gasps and backs up a little bit.

"Theo, that little boy is you. You are Teddy Grey!" he says. He places the phone in my hand looking at me expectantly. I take it from him, the least I could do is call. I could just look a lot like this kid and if not, then I could get back to my life.

The phone rings a couple of times before it is picked up. A gruff voice answers and I momentarily freeze, what do I say 'Hi I think I'm you son that was kidnapped years ago' because that wouldn't go over so smooth. I start with the easiest thing I can think of.

"Hi, um, my name is Theo Ray."

Taylor Pov

I have been getting crappy phone calls all week, of people saying they have seen Teddy, most of them are bogus. It has been 10 years since we lost the little guy and everyday it still hurts. Sometimes I wake up with shortness of breath from nightmares of watching him being murdered or worse.

If I have it bad I can't imagine how the Grey's have even survived this long without him. He was the light of that house, and without him things are dull and colorless. He was Ana and Christian's pride and joy.

Every year around this time the boss puts me on desk duty to answer these dumb phone calls. I am just getting to the office this morning when the phone rings, here we go again.

"Hello," I say disinterested.

"Hi, um, my name is Theo Ray," a boy says unsure of himself.

"Hello Theo, what can I do for you this morning?" I ask like always.

"I don't know how to say this but um, I think I am him. The boy Teddy." He says and I straighten up, listening hard now. What did he say?

"I am sorry can you repeat that?" I ask

"I think I am Teddy Grey. I know you must get people saying that all the time. But I think I can prove it," he says. Man I like this kid, he has fire.

"Okay Theo, we will send someone your way. Can you tell me where you are at right now?" I ask.

"Well I have a foster dad, I live in Southern California. I can send an address to meet at if that is alright with you," he says, smart to I see.

Theo gives me the directions of the place he is at; California isn't that far from here I could be there and back in a day. This is the most promising lead we have had in 10 years! Oh god what if it is him, I start to pack my things up. There is no way I am going to tell the boss that I think I found his son. He would be crushed if it turned out not to be.

I tell him that I need to barrow the company jet, he doesn't say anything and just waves me out. I'll take that as a yes; I call the pilot and let him know that I will be ready in 30 minutes to leave.

Time to find out who this Theo Ray person is, I am curious as to what proof he has as well.

oKAY done with chapter 18. I Think Teddy/theo gets to see his family again in the next chapter so stay tuned-AJ