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Author's Note: I am Handicapped with Aspergers, Dyslexia, OCD, ADHD and a whole lot more so please bare that in mind if my spelling is off. I use spell checker. I also have a slight mental disability so please excuse any mistakes. I do the best I can with writing these stories and trying to post chapters. Also, I am a very sick person so there will be periods where I don't update. But ALL my stories will be updated eventually.

Also, when I come up with a story idea, I can't stop myself from writing it down and posting it. I literally can't sleep to I have written it down. So that is why there are so many stories.

At the moment I am having problems with my brain chemistry and it is hard to write for my older stories even through I know where they are going. So please, please hang on in there. I haven't abandoned ANY of my stories. But with my brain chemistry problem and my Mum's deteriorating health everything has been crazy.

Happy 31st Birthday too me! Also, Happy 57th Birthday to my Dad!

Enjoy!

Introduction

D'Artagnan has a secret that he hasn't told his friend. That is past is a lot like Porthos's with Porthos accused of murder D'Artagnan's past gets revealed. He is a Child of the Court of Miracles. Now he has to put those skills to use and save Porthos. And what will his brothers do when they find out the truth of him?

Chapter 1: D'Artagnan Returns

D'Artagnan just knew this whole mess was going to blow up in his face. After Porthos escape into the Court of Miracles he just knew that HIS past would come out at the same time as Porthos's.

He could see that Athos and Aramis were worried about Porthos. So D'Artagnan sneaks away from them. He had, had years of experience living like a shadow. And he was only found if he wanted to be found.

D'Artagnan had changed his clothes and made his way to the Court of Miracles and casually slips inside without anyone giving him a second glance. This place bought back a lot of memories and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

He ghosted around the halls from beams in the ceiling and he lifted his hood as he sees a person his gut had always told him not to trust and to be weary of.

D'Artagnan jumps down in front of the figure startling him. Which gave D'Artagnan a satisfied feeling. As he and the man were now face to face. And D'Artagnan's gut was screaming at him something more was wrong with this man.

"Hello Charon. Been a long time, hasn't it?"

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Porthos and Flea were talking about Porthos supposingly killing that man.

"If I killed someone I'd know", Flea tells him.

Porthos sighs not knowing how he was going to get out of this one. Were his friends trying to clear his name? Where they working to save him?

The door to the room opens and Charon appears.

"Flea look who I have found sneaking around our court like the old days", Charon says and steps back to allow a man to enter.

Porthos's eyes widen at seeing the Lad here of all places.

"Charles!" Flea cries in delight.

She rushes to him and pulls him into a hug. D'Artagnan hugs her back tightly.

"Flea I have missed you. It has been too long", D'Artagnan tells her honestly.

Flea whacks his arm, "Whose fault is that?"

D'Artagnan gives her a cheeky smile, "I know. But you still love me don't you Flea?" he teases.

Flea rolls her eyes, "Of course. Hard not too when I have known you this long and remember how cute you used to be"

"What do you mean used to be?" D'Artagnan asks in mock outrage.

"Just that!" Flea retorts, "Why have you come home Charles?"

"Home?" Porthos speaks up.

D'Artagnan gives Porthos a guilty look.

"Long story Porthos. I came to see if you were ok and to let you know our Brothers are working on your freedom", D'Artagnan tells him.

"How did you get in here?" Porthos asks.

"Talent", D'Artagnan says simply.

Flea laughs, "Talent is right Porthos. Charles can slip in and out without being seen. Has had the talent for a very long time. One of the best I have seen"

"Charles?" Porthos asks.

"Charles D'Artagnan. I went by my first name when I was a child. Now I can't stay any longer I'm afraid. Otherwise, Athos and Aramis might get suspicious. And we don't need that at the moment", D'Artagnan tells him, "I came so you know we have you're back and just to hang in there"

"Thank you. But we WILL talk about this", Porthos warns him, "WITH Athos and Aramis!"

D'Artagnan rolls his eyes, "I expect nothing less"

D'Artagnan raises his hood but not before giving Charon a look. Basically, telling the older man to watch his back because D'Artagnan was on to him.

"Be careful Porthos", D'Artagnan tells him.

He kisses Flea's cheek, "See you soon Flea and try and keep him out of trouble"

Then he was gone in a blink of an eye.

Porthos was VERY confused right now.

"Will he be alright getting out?" Porthos asks.

Flea and even Charon chuckle.

"He knows the Court well Porthos. And only people he wants them to see him can. He is like a ghost around here. One of the best of all of us. That includes you", Flea tells Porthos.

"Kid knows how to disappear better then everyone", Charon mutters.

"Where did you pick him up just now?" Flea asks Charon.

"Kid revealed himself to me. Damn near gave me a heart attack with that trick of his", Charon tells her bitterly.

Charon didn't like what Charles's appearance meant for him. Charles was going to be an unexpected complication. The brat didn't know when to back off and stay out of other people's business. And Charles also knew the Court better then he did and that was not something Charon liked.

"How does D'Artagnan know this place?" Porthos asks them.

"I believe you should ask HIM that question", Flea tells him.

"Now let's discuss getting YOU out of Paris", Charon says butting in.

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