Love Comes to Stacy II

 by: Miguel Sanchez

© 2008 by the author

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Chapter 1

Lost

(1)

Mike had just got home from a hard day at work and didn’t really feel like cooking. He also didn’t feel like having pizza so he decided on going out to eat. Ed wasn’t home yet and Stacy was still at work at the office. He walked down the hall to his room and just started to take his clothes off when he heard the front door open then close. Tossing his shirt into the dirty clothes, he want back down the hall to see who it was. Anthony and Stacy walked in together when Mike said, “Hi boys, how was your day?”

“Not bad Dad,” Stacy said taking off his suit jacket and loosening his tie. “I had a patient arrive late then I had to pick Anthony up from work. What’s for dinner? I’m starved.”

Mike laughed at his youngest son’s words, “Tell me when you’re not.”

Stacy was about to make a comeback when Ed walked in. “Hi guys,” he said giving everyone a hug.

“Whew,” Anthony said. “What have you been doing? You stink, go take a shower.”

He kissed Mike on the cheek and with a mock frown walked down the hall saying, “Alright, I know when I’m not wanted.”

Anthony was quick with a comeback and said, “You’re always welcome bro just not that smell.”

Stacy was laughing at his boyfriend’s antics, “I gotta get changed. Traffic was heavy and I couldn’t hold it.”

Anthony and Stacy disappeared down the hall towards their bedroom when Mike said, “Where would you guys like to go out for dinner?”

Stacy quickly got undressed then went over to the closet and grabbed a clean diaper. Anthony had undressed and both were standing there in soggy diapers. Anthony took the diaper from Stacy and said, “Go lie down and I’ll get you changed.”

Stacy hopped up on the bed and spread his legs so Anthony could easily change him. Anthony removed the wet diaper and Stacy got a quick erection as the cool air came in contact with his warm dick. Stacy could feel his bladder getting ready to cut loose when he said, “Cover me quick.”

Anthony covered his boyfriend just as Stacy let go into the already wet diaper. Anthony could tell Stacy was finished then he removed the super soaked diaper. He quickly changed Stacy making sure he used plenty of lotion and powder to prevent a nasty rash. Anthony secured the diaper to his lover then changed places so he could get changed.

The two lovers got dressed and Mike decided to take everyone out for Japanese. The restaurant was in a big shopping center and there were lots of people still shopping as they arrived considering the hour. The four men had a nice meal and decided they wanted some ice cream for desert. There was a shop a couple of doors down from the restaurant so that was their next stop. By the time they had finished their meal most of the stores had closed for the evening.

It was a cool night out and they were all wearing jackets. They went down to the ice cream shop and had their desert. Even though Stacy and Anthony were adults, they were like children when it came to eating ice cream. Mike looked at them and said, “Some things never change. You should see yourselves. Go into the bathroom and wash your faces and hands.”

Both boys’ faces were covered in chocolate ice cream. Anthony said, “Pop, Stacy is worse than me.”

“Yeah he is son,” Mike said as he looked at his boys. “And you’re worse than Ed so you need to get cleaned up too.”

The boys went to the men’s room to wash up while Mike and Ed finished their desert. As they were washing up Stacy thought he heard the sound of someone crying. As he dried his hands he quietly walked over to the stall and looked in between the crack where the door closed. He motioned for Anthony to look then Stacy said in a soft voice, “Something’s definitely not right. He’s just sitting there crying.”

Anthony whispered, “Can you open the door?”

Stacy pushed on it and it opened. The boy looked up and saw the little man standing there and just looked away. Stacy stepped inside the cubicle and kneeled down so he could look into the boy’s eyes. The boy just closed them as Stacy said, “What’s wrong?”

He just sat there and didn’t speak. Stacy stood up and went to step out but then the boy opened his eyes and looked to see where he went. Stacy took a chance and said, “What’s you name?”

Stacy stepped back to the boy as he said, “Logan.”

Stacy smiled then said, “Hi Logan, I’m Stacy and this guy here is my good friend Anthony. What’s wrong? Did someone hurt you?”

“Not really,” the boy said. “I’m just being a baby.”

Anthony stepped around and said, “I used to cry a lot when I was younger too. Just because you do doesn’t mean you’re a baby.”

“Tell that do my step father,” Logan said.

“So why are you in here?” Anthony asked.

Logan hung his head as Stacy reached for his hand. The boy hesitated for a minute then finally took it and started to stand up. As soon as he started to rise Logan let go and immediately covered his crotch. Stacy saw the wet spot and said, “Is that why you’re crying?”

Logan hung his head and started crying again. “It’s his fault,” Logan said through the tears. “We have to ask to be excused to use the bathroom and we can’t leave until it’s given. He will just sit there and wait and wait. I normally ask well before it gets bad but I couldn’t this time.”

“That’s mean,” Anthony said.

Logan looked at the bigger man then said, “I fought to hold it then I just couldn’t. I got up to leave and he grabbed my arm and that’s when it happened. He started laughing and I ran in here.”

“You were in here having ice cream?” Stacy asked.

Logan nodded his head then Anthony said, “We were the only people in there.”

“What?” Logan said. “Oh no, now they’ve left me.”

Anthony took his hand and said, “Don’t worry Logan. Come on with us.”

(2)

Logan finally came out of the cubicle and Stacy took his other hand and opened the door. Anthony stepped out first and saw Mike standing there. “I thought you two got lost.”

“No Dad,” Stacy said still holding Logan’s hand. “But we do have a problem here.”

Stacy came out with Logan and Mike said, “Well, hello there.”

Logan let go of Stacy’s hand and covered himself and Stacy said, “It’s OK Logan, Dad won’t make fun of you.”

Logan ran back to where he was sitting and then collapsed into a heap crying. “They left me. WHY?”

Stacy ran over to the boy and just held him saying, “Don’t cry Logan. I told you my Dad will help you. Where do you live?”

Logan was now hysterical. The boy was crying so hard he was having a hard time breathing. Stacy looked around and saw a plastic bag lying on a table. He got up and grabbed it and held it across Logan’s mouth and nose. “Breathe normally Logan,” Stacy said firmly trying to keep the boy from passing out.

It took several minutes but Logan finally relaxed and was breathing normally again. Stacy smiled at the boy and he heard Logan say, “I don’t know the address. We just moved here.”

Mike kneeled down and asked softly, “Do you know your phone number?”

Logan thought for a minute then said, “Yes sir. It’s the same as our old one.”

It was getting late and the shop was getting ready to close. Mike decided to take Logan home then notify his parents that they had their son. Stacy stood up and helped Logan stand then everyone went out to Mike’s car. Anthony went into the trunk and got an old blanket out so Logan could sit on it.

It took them about fifteen minutes to get home and Stacy helped the boy into the house and to their room so he could find something dry for him to wear. Logan was finally relaxed and he said, “How old are you Stacy?”

“Why?” Stacy asked giggling as he looked into his drawers pulling out a pair of sweatpants.

Logan held the sweats up to his waist and said, “These will fit me and I’m just 14.”

Stacy giggled and said, “I’m 28.”

“Aww come on,” Logan said smiling. “Really?”

“Yep, I’m 28,” Stacy said reaching for his wallet. “I’m also a doctor. Here is my medical license.”

The boy looked at it and said, “Wow. I’m sorry Stacy.”

“It’s OK buddy,” Stacy said leading him over to the bathroom. “Take your wet clothes off and wash up to get the urine off your skin.”

Logan set the sweatpants on the towel rack and took his shirt off so it wouldn’t get wet. Stacy saw the remains of some bruises but chalked it off to Logan just being a boy. He closed the door so he would have some privacy then went out to talk to his Dad.

Everyone was in the kitchen and Stacy said, “Something’s not right here Dad. I took Logan into the bathroom so he could wash up and when he took his shirt off there are a number of fading bruises on his side and back.”

Ed looked over to his brother and said, “Do you think he’s being abused?”

“They’re fading bro,” Stacy said. “It’s too hard to make that kind of call now. If I’d seen them earlier I might could say for sure.”

Mike looked at Stacy and said, “Well I think we should notify the police and let them take him home. With what you’ve just said, I don’t want to end up yelling at his stepfather.”

Logan came out of the bathroom and said, “Where is everyone?”

Anthony said, “In the kitchen.”

Logan came into the room and went over to Stacy, “Thanks for the pants. I’ll be sure to get them back to you.”

Mike smiled at him and said, “Son, I’m going to call the police so they can get you home. They need to know what your parents have done in case this ever happens again.”

Logan got real quiet when he heard what Mike said. He thought about it and said, “Do you really have to?”

Mike nodded his head and said, “Since you don’t know your new address we can’t take you home. They will have to call your parents to find out where you live.”

He hung his head and said, “I guess so but they aren’t gonna like it.”

Mike got up and called the police and explained the situation. The say they would get an officer to come to the house and speak to him. Logan started shaking so Stacy reached out and pulled him over and onto his lap. “Relax Logan,” Stacy said softly rubbing his back. “We won’t let anything happen to you. Will your step-dad hit you when you get home?”

Stacy was still rubbing Logan’s back gently and he thought he felt Logan wince when he rubbed over his bruises. Logan shook his head softly then said, “No Stacy, he won’t do that.”

There was a knock on the door and Mike got up to see if it was the police. Mike opened the door and there was a young policewoman standing there. Mike let her in and took her into the living room and explained the situation. “Considering everything I just told you, I thought it best to notify the police.”

She looked at Mike, “Do you believe him when he said his parents left him at that store?”

Mike looked at her, “Ma’am, you didn’t see him when he saw no body besides my family there. My son thought he was going to pass out. He was hysterical and hyperventilating.”

“I see,” the officer said.

Stacy came into the room, “What’s gonna happen now Dad?”

The officer looked at him, “Did you see his bruises and how do you know that is what they are?”

Stacy looked up at the woman, “I know what you’re thinking. I’m not a little kid officer, I’m 28 and a doctor.”

The officer turned red, “I apologise Sir.”

“That’s ok,” Stacy said. “I don’t know what to think about Logan’s home life. I know there isn’t enough evidence to prove he’s being hurt for me to say he needs to go into a foster home. Maybe he can be watched by Social Services or something.”

The officer listened carefully then Stacy went back out to the kitchen and brought Logan into the room. The officer looked at the boy and gasped. Mike looked at her then to Logan then back and said, “Do you know each other?”

Stacy looked at the teen and Logan dropped his head. “Logan do you know this woman?” Stacy asked.

The officer looked up, “I’ve had to return Logan home before.”

Stacy looked at Logan and said, “Is this true?”

Logan nodded his head and said, “I kept telling her they’d taken off and left me but my stepfather told her I was running away.”

Stacy lifted Logan’s shirt, “Tell me buddy, what happened here?”

“Just being klutzy,” he said.

Mike looked at the officer, “What story do you believe now?”

The officer shook her head, “Well, I’m leaning towards Logan’s but I still have to hear what the parents are going to say.”

Stacy looked at the officer, “I wish I could say he needs to be removed right now.”

Logan looked at Stacy, “Do I really have to go back. I’m getting tired of this.”

Stacy hugged Logan then looked at the officer, “I think you should contact Social Services and get them involved. Speaking as a physician, he was really upset back in the shop. Now that comes from the fear of being abandoned.”

The officer looked at Logan then Stacy. She too was getting tired of the revolving door treatment of this boy. “Let me contact his parents so I can get their address. When I take Logan home, I’ll interview them and make my report. I’ll recommend DSS get involved.”

Mike showed her where the phone was and she called Logan’s parents. He was tempted to get on the extension but decided against it. Instead he stood in the kitchen and just listened to her side of the conversation. After several minutes she asked the man for their address so she could bring Logan home. She must not have understood it when he gave it to her because she repeated it back to him. Mike looked over at Ed and he was busy jotting the address down on a piece of paper.

She hung up the phone, “I talked with Logan’s stepfather and he’s sticking to the story he ran away. At first he was telling me to take Logan to juvenile since he ran away but I explained to him that he could ultimately be held responsible.”

Mike looked at Logan and said, “Social Services will help keep an eye on things and you can call here anytime.”

Logan nodded his head, “Thank you guys for all the help.”

Logan went around and gave Mike, Ed and Anthony hugs. He then went over to Stacy and hugged him like his life depended on it. “Thanks Stacy,” he said with tears in his eyes. “I’ll never forget you. I hope I get to see you again.”

Stacy hugged Logan back, “I hope that too Logan. Take care of yourself.”

The officer led Logan outside as Mike and his boys watched. The officer drove away and Stacy threw himself into Mike’s arms and started crying. “Why do people have to treat kids so mean Dad?” the little man asked.

Mike rubbed his son’s hair and said, “I wish I knew son.”

(3)

In the patrol car the officer looked at Logan and asked, “When did you move?”

“Yesterday,” he said looking out the window. “I hope you finally believe everything I’ve been trying to tell you.”

“I’m beginning to,” she said watching the road as she spoke. “Has your stepfather punished you after I’d brought you home before?”

Logan just shook his head no. He looked over at her trying to gage her reactions as they spoke. He said, “No, he would just yell at me and call me some names then I would get sent to my room.”

“What did your mom do?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Logan said still looking at the officer. “He ran the house and she always did what he said.”

“I see,” she said as she pulled her cruiser into a driveway.

She turned the engine off and she took Logan to the front door then knocked on it. A man opened the door and said, “Well I see you found our little run away again?”

She looked at the man, “Mr. Williams, I’m Officer Debbie Green. May I come in and talk with you for a few minutes?”

Logan’s stepfather didn’t like this, “It’s late Officer Green and I really need to get Logan into bed. Maybe another time.”

She wasn’t going to be put off so she said, “Sir, I’m afraid it’s going to have to be now. Otherwise I’m going to have to take Logan with me.”

Realizing he was in a no win situation the man said, “Alright Officer, come in.”

She looked around the house and saw it was modestly furnished. She reached into her pocket and took out her notebook. She looked at the man and said, “When was it you realized Logan here had run away?”

“I guess it was a couple of hours ago,” he said. “I just thought he went over to a friend’s house, not run away again.”

“Once it was past midnight, why didn’t you call us then?” She asked making notes and watching his facial expressions.

“Didn’t really think he took off, like I said,” he replied.

“Did he get into an argument with anyone here?” She said being sure to keep the questions coming at him quickly.

The man had to think quickly and said, “He was told he had to clean the kitchen.”

“I see,” the officer said as she continued to make notes in her book. “Why would he say you took him out then just left him?”

“I guess he didn’t like cleaning the kitchen,” he said. “He’s a teenager and just going through a stage.”

“I guess that’s all I need for now sir,” she said putting her notebook back into her pocket. “Thank you for your time.”

Logan was sitting on the couch and as his stepfather closed and locked the front door he said, “Get your ass to bed now you little shit. I’ll deal with you later.”

Officer Green got back into her car and returned to the station to file her report. She was covering for another officer who called in sick and she was near the end of a very long 16 hour day. Once she did the paperwork, she turned it over to her Sergeant. He looked it over and said, “Are you sure about all this?”

“Yeah Sarge,” she said taking off her gun belt and putting it into her locker. “I talked with the family that found the boy. I also talked with the stepfather and his statements are no where close to what the boy said.”

“I see there are corroborating witnesses,” the Sergeant said.

“Yeah,” Officer Green said. “One of the family members is a doctor and I tend to believe them a little more than I do the parent now. But I just didn’t see enough at this point in time to remove the boy. That’s why I want DSS to get involved. If the boy runs away again we will be able to do something then.”

The Sergeant read the report again, “Alright, I’ll have DSS notified in the morning and have them send a case worker out first thing.”

Officer Green said, “I want to escort her tomorrow. I don’t know if he will allow her into his house.”

“Very well,” the Sergeant said. “You should get on home now. You’ve had a very long day.”

“OK Sarge,” she said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Back at Mike’s house they were all still up talking. Stacy said, “Dad, if anything happens to him. . .”

“Calm down son,” Mike said. “I know how you get. You have to work with the system now but I’ll agree to be his foster parent. How does that sound?”

“That will work Dad,” Stacy said. “Do you think they would let me adopt him?”

“Well,” Mike started. “They let me adopt you and I was a single parent. I don’t see any reason why they wouldn’t let you adopt. You have a good job and a big support system in place. But I think it’s a little early to think about that right now son.”

Stacy smiled when his Dad said that. Anthony started yawning and Ed said, “It’s very late guys and I have to get up early. I think we should get some sleep.”

Mike agreed and Stacy and Anthony went down the hall to their room. Once inside they got undressed and changed each other. Anthony turned the light off and snuggled close to his lover. “Am I being overly protective about Logan?” Stacy asked his partner.

“No you’re not baby,” Anthony said softly. “You care when you see someone in trouble. That’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you. Do you think he’s being abused?”

“My gut says he is love,” Stacy replied. “I just didn’t see enough to substantiate it. I really hope I’m wrong.”

Anthony leaned over and kissed his lover, “So do I baby. Let’s get some sleep. We both have full days tomorrow.”

(4)

The next morning Mike had to wake his youngest up because he was sleeping through the alarm. He went into their room and shook both of them saying, “Come on guys, get up. It’s after 7.”

Anthony rolled over and looked up at Mike. “Oh man,” he said yawning. “Why did we stay up so late?”

Stacy cocked an eye open and saw his Dad there. “Sup Dad?” He said with that impish grin he uses.

“Not you guys that’s for sure,” Mike said yanking the covers off his sons.”

Stacy groaned as Anthony picked him up and carried him to the shower. “I’ll get him ready Pop,” Anthony said. “My first appointment isn’t until 10.”

Stacy looked up, “I just have rounds at the hospital plus I’m on call today for emergencies. I only have three patients to see in the office this afternoon.”

Mike said, “Then you guys need to get up with your alarm clock. The coffee is ready in the kitchen. I have to get to work.”

“Bye Dad,” Stacy said as his lover got him into the bathroom.

After Stacy and Anthony got showered and dressed for work they had breakfast. The guys finished eating and on their way out Stacy said, “I hope Social services can do something today.”

“Please stop worrying love,” Anthony said kissing his lover good bye. “I’m sure they will do all they can for him. I’ll see you this afternoon.” Anthony got into his car and headed off to work as Stacy got into his and left for the hospital.

At the police station Officer Green was just coming on duty. She was still tired from working 16 hours the day before and not sleeping well thinking about the boy she returned home. She was about to hit the street after roll call when the Sergeant came up to her and said, “Head over to DSS and escort a Ms. Buckley to the Williams house.”

She smiled and said, “Be glad to Sarge.”

She got over there just after they opened and talked briefly with the social worker. She filled her in on all her past encounters with Logan and his family before he moved and the one from the previous day. Ms Buckley listened closely to what the officer had to say then said, “This is a tough call Officer. I don’t know if we could have done anything before but I’m glad you called us this time. At least we will be able to monitor him and if he supposedly takes off again, we can put him in foster care.”

The two women left and drove over to Logan’s house. It took about thirty minutes to get there because of the traffic. When they arrived Officer Green knocked on the door and said, “Police Department.”

Mr. Williams opened the door and had blood on his clothes. He looked at the officer and said, “Thank god, Logan’s just been hit by a car.”

Officer Green and Ms. Buckley entered the house and saw Logan lying on the floor and he did look a mess. Officer Green took her portable radio and said, “2211 Dispatch.”

A voice said, “Go ahead 2211.”

Officer Green said, “This is Officer Green. I need and ambulance and an AI team for a 10-50 PI hit and run.”

“10-4 2211,” the dispatcher said.

“What happened here Mr. Williams?” Officer Green said.

“Logan was outside and I was about to leave for work and I saw him get hit,” Mr. Williams said trying to fight back tears. “I ran out and the car didn’t even stop.”

Officer Green kneeled down and checked Logan’s pulse and breathing and he was alright there but he was unconscious. “Why did you move him?” She asked trying not to show how upset she was by his actions. “Do you realize he could now be paralyzed?”

Ms. Buckley went outside to watch for the ambulance and soon, she heard the sirens. She came back inside just as Mr. Williams said, “I’m sorry, I panicked. I just didn’t think. I just saw my boy lying there helpless.”

The ambulance pulled up out front and Ms. Buckley held the door open so they could bring their gear inside. They quickly started working on him and the first thing Officer Green noticed were the marks on his body after the paramedics cut off his shirt. She stepped back and let the medics work on the boy. They quickly got IVs in him, his neck and back stabilized then they put him on a stretcher and got him to the ambulance then took off for the hospital.

The AI team had arrived and they were looking around out side. They had questions for Mr. Williams but he wanted to be with Logan. Officer Green said she was going to the hospital also and she would keep an eye on him until they arrived.

When Stacy got to the hospital he went and saw his patients. He was at the nurse’s station writing notes when his pager went off. He took if off his belt and looked at the message. He saw it was the Emergency Room so he picked up the phone and called. When a nurse answered he said, “This is Dr. Mullins, who paged me?”

The nurse said, “Dr. Mullins, we need you in ER. We have a pediatric emergency here. Are you the on call pediatrician?”

“Yes I am,” Stacy said. “I’ll be right down.”

To be continued

Posted: 08/01/08