Undesired

"I hope he wakes up soon but then again he really needed the rest. Tonight was no kind to him...Both his babies were hurt." Mike frowned.

"Same here. I'm sorry." Chris sighed. "I just... guess I'm not taking to well to the downside of my moodswings." He sighed.

"Gotta stay strong and talk to him instead of finding a knife. It works better." Mike looked around.
"And where has the doctor taken our son?"

Chris nodded.
"I was out when he took him. I'm not sure..."

Mike took his hand and went around the house, looking for his little boy and the doctor who had hurt him.

David and Dewayne were both sound asleep in David's bedroom. David's arms were around Dewayne's chest, his chin resting on the younger man's shoulder.

Mike found then, his jaw dropping at the site.
"Chris! You doctor is in bed with our baby!"

Chris peeked in the room. His jaw dropped to match Mike's. David was a fairly havey sleeper. He didn't wake up at Mike's loud words.

Mike shook his head.
"Chris......I think either me and you have seeing problems or we need to do something....We dont even know him! What if he is psycho and hurts our little boy!?"

"You're right.... Alright, it's snooping time. Come with me." He took Mike's hand and searched the house. He eventually found a door in the ceiling. "Attic. C'mon..." He pushed open the door and jumped up, climbing into the tiny hole, barely fitting with his stomach as big as it was. He was used to snooping around. He and Rick had done it all the time growing up.

Mike easily got in the hole, laughing at Chris.
Its funny when im not the fat one for once." He sniffled, sneezing at the dust.
"What are we looking for?"

"Oh hush. And we're looking for anything to prove that he's a good man, or the opposite." Chris nodded. He closed the door behind them and flicked on a small light. "Ugh, I think there is a spider web in my hair." He pouted as he began going through a box full of papers.

Mike sat with him. Unlike Chris he NEVER snooped unless he absolutly had to. His parents would beat his natural born ass.

He'd done this a lot as a kid. He and Rick had found their Chrismas presents like this year after year.
"Here ya go." He handed Mike a huge stack of papers. "Apparently that is the record of everyone he's successfully helped as a doctor." He paused for a moment. "Here are the unsuccessful ones." This pile only had one single packet of papers.

"Hmmmm, where would Dewayne be? He helped but just think of what he did. He was awake, he felt EVERYTHING! Thats pretty much torture...and he might have all these bad side effects..." Mike went though the papers.

"Damn, I guess he'd go in unsuccessful ones..." He hummed as he read through the single unsuccessful paper.
"Says here, onnly thing he's done that failed was some girl... huh, said she attempted suicide. She was bleeding too much and he couldn't stop the blood flow. Maybe that's why he was so scared when I did that. Maybe he thought he'd fail again..."

Mike hummed to himself.
"Well, I wonder what he thinks of torturing my child for god knows how long while he couldnt move or yell or anything." Mike grumbld to himself as he wenmt thought the papers.

Chris sighed.
"I'm not happy bout it but didn't you say theres no way he could've known?" Chris continued looking in a box. "Damn, here's his death report or whatever its called." He read over it with a disgusted face.

"What? And its an obituary. And yes but he is my baby and I am a bitch so I get to bitch about it." He peeked over CHris's shoulder.

"Well then his obituary Mr fancy words." He stuck out his tongue, nose wrinkled at the paper before handing it to Mike. Attached to it was a police report. It said that David had been found late one night deep in the forest. It went into detail about how his body was contorted when found. His arms were bent in unnatural positions behind his back. Several teeth were missing along with chunks of hair. He was bleeding internally and externally, coughing up blood. His clothing was torn open when he was found, a large carving on his chest read 'FAGGOT'. Apparently when found, there were vibrators shoved in his mouth and ass, his hole was full of blood and semen, torn ten times. He had been twitching as he writhed in pain, screaming for help. No one knows how long it was before he was finally found.. But when he was, he was immediately taken to the hospital but it was too late. They found that four men had jumped him and all four are now in prison.
"Holy fuck..." Chris muttered.

Mike shivered before going to the small window, opening it and then promptly puking.
He came back in and wiped his mouth.
"That's the most fucked up thing ever....."
He was still thinking about his baby though. What would this kinda death do to Dewayne? Was the the man mental now? Would he hurt his baby?

"Imma keep looking..." Chris continued snooping around the room after he rubbed Mike's back comfortingly. He was a bit queasy after reading that too...

Mike sighed. He simply followed Chris around as he snooped.
"Your good at this, I better warn Dustin and Dewayne." He giggled, he was only kidding.

Chris chuckled.
"No telling, then it ain't fun." He winked. "Well, as far as I can tell, he doesn't seem insane but... ya never know."

"Hmmmmm Well about the way he died....That really could have done some wierd shit and im sorry but this is my baby. I know he is not a virgin but he never had a boyfriend."