Brought into the light
An Alex and Will Fan fiction

by Dan 1966.

     Will and Alex's little adventure comes to an end.

Part 7

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 4am
Ocean Pass

St. Mary's Emergency Hospital

     Quinn found Gordon sitting alone in another room which caused him some worry as he walked in...

     “Why you hiding out in here?” The tiger asked. “Grace is with the wife and she's really upset that you walked out.”

     The big wolf dropped his head into his hands and wept....probably really wept for the first time in a long time as Quinn got to his knee and took hold of Gordon's shoulders...

    “Gordie it's me. I'm not going to take your head off, come on. I let my boys go over to the house, last time I knew they were going to sleep in the living room. If anyone's got a blame for this it's me. Just so happens my wife was visiting her sister and right now she's pissed as all get out.” Quinn said. “The good thing is...Peter's gonna be fine, the puncture wounds in the neck weren't that deep and sorry to say Alex got the worst of it.”

       Gordon stood up....”I had to leave to avoid screaming at Grace....what the hell was she thinking?! Why didn't she tell me your boys were staying in the house?”

       Quinn sighed....”Knowing my two boys as I do? They'd try to sneak over, you know my boys value Alex as a kid brother, they've been pissy ever since the restrictions came down. I could have spank their tails three ways to Sunday and they still would have disobey'd me. Let me talk to the cops before you do?”

       Gordon shook. “The police? They know?”

       “Unfortunately....when you bring a pair of cubs into an emergency room and they look torn up? Someone's going to make a condition inspection call. Sirus is outside right now.” Quinn said.

       Gordon shook his head. “I'm the responsible parent. I'll talk to the police.” He then walked to the door and called Sirus in...

       “Hey Gordon....” Sirus said as he pulled out a note book. “Before I say anything? I want to thank you....I think every officer wants to say something about what you did for Officer Hopps at the Municipal Jail. Don't think for a minute we're not sympathetic for all this shit you and Grace are going through.”

      Gordon sat down....”I'm tired Sirus....I am super fricken tired but I'm still the responsible parent, I should have looked in on Alex...I would have kicked those tiger cubs out on their behinds but I was so exhausted.”

      Sirus looked at his notes. “By what I have so far....the Quinn boys came over, they were supervised by the wife, nothing happened. Grace went to bed, they went into Alex's room with sleeping bags thinking nothing was going to happen. Alex has one of these episodes of his? only this time he goes Feral, attacks and almost mauls Peter Quinn, locks his jaws on Peter's neck, you broke in and knocked Alex's lights out.”

     Gordon nodded....”That's what happened.”

      Sirus replied. “Sigh”....”For now? We have to take Alex and put him in the pound Gordon.”

     “Sirus please....don't take my son....please.....not my little cub?” Gordon begged.

     “Gordy?” Sirus replied. “Nothing's been broken and Mister and Mrs Quinn are not placing charges but if we don't put Alex in the pound then Cub Protective Services will get him and do you want those fucked up jokers at that bureaucratic nightmare handling your kid?”

      Gordon sobbed. “But putting my boy in a pound cell will be worse...don't you understand the circumstances here? Alex is under some sort of mental conditioning, Alex Binx's father has something to do with it, I have to find out where this all started before my little cub kills himself. Don't take him from us Sirus, I'm begging you...”

     Sirus shook his head. “If we don't take Alex then we'd have to arrest Grace for the charge of cub endangerment Gordon and where will that get you? You can't watch Alex 24/7, we can't give him to Quinn, we can't give him to anyone in the neighborhood. There's no other option Gordie. At least at the pound they can keep a constant watch on him, they'll take care of him and you and the wife can still see him every day but allowing him to remain in your house in his current condition? It's a disaster in the making Gordon. I'm only following my orders....if there was any other way we could handle this...we'd do it.”

     Gordon stomped a foot...”I don't know how much more Alex can take!”

     Suddenly....Will popped through the door of the room and screamed...”No one is taking my little brother any gawd damned place!”

     Sirus acted by reflex, going for the mace can on his belt....”Will? Don't be stupid?”

     “You're NOT taking my brother and putting him in the stinking pound!” Will screamed. “Bull shit! You take him over my dead fucken body Sirus!”

     “WILLIAM!” Godon snapped!

     “Dad! Don't fall for this bull shit, don't let them put Alex in one of those fucked up places! They're the fucken crazy house Dad, Alex doesn't have rabies and he's not a mangy mutt damn it...Don't let them put him in there!” Will pleaded.

     “Sirus is right...we don't have a damn choice!” Gordon snapped.

     “What the fuck Dad? You're just going to cave in like a bitch?!” Will snapped.

     Gordon nailed Will before he had a chance to get an arm up and sent the teenage wolf crashing into a chair....

     “You EVER call me a FUCKING BITCH again William? Trust me son, I will not hold back...I'll bust your chops and knock a few teeth out!” Gordon snarled as he teared up....”Don't you think this is fucken ripping your mother and me apart!?”

     Will stumbled to his feet, threw a chair across the room and stormed out! A few seconds later, Chancy came running into the room....

     “I just passed Will and his mouth is bleeding. What the fuck Gordie?” Chancy asked as Gordon recovered himself and looked at Sirus...

     “I didn't see a thing.” Sirus replied. “But someone better be watching that young man?”

     “I saw Cathy Quinn chase after him with another tiger behind her.” Chancy said. “I don't think he'll go far. Wait a second? You cops have him on a bracelet? What gives Sirus? How much of our taxes is going to all those dogie treats and cookie breaks you guys are taking?

     Sirus snorted at Chancy. “Bite me Chancy.” He then turned to Gordon. “Alex is patched up Gordie so....you and the wife should probably talk to him before we go.”

    Gordon sighed....then walked into the waiting room where Grace was sitting....

    “Did they tell you anything yet?” Gordon asked her.

    “I'm so sorry....It's all my fault Gordon....let me take the charge of endangerment and go to jail but don't let them take our baby please?”

    “The situations out of my hands.” Gordon replied. “Sweetheart....we tried as long as we could but Alex just isn't safe in our home any more the way he is, we can't risk something worse than what happened tonight. At least at the pound he's in a more secure place where we can buy time. Grace please.....don't make it worse than it is?”

    Alex's voice broke the talking....”Mom?” Alex stood holding his arms out, his snoot bandaged from the severe swipe Peter Quinn inflicted on it...”

      Alex rubbed the bandage. “Peter was right....he did kick my ass.” Alex then looked at his father...”Dad? Why did Will run out all pissed off at you? He called you a coward, that you sold me out....why?”

      Gordon lowered himself to look in Alex's eyes...”Son? You need to be very brave for me ok?” Gordon said. He then gave Alex a gentle nose lick. “Son? We can't keep you at home any more...not after what happened last night. But....but I'm gonna bust my ass to get you home as soon as I can alright? I promise you!”

      Alex shook his head....”No! Dad? Mom? I don't wanna go somewhere else? I wanna stay home! You said you'd never quit on me Dad! You'd never give up on me?!”

    “I HAVEN'T GIVEN UP ON YOU BOY! DON'T YOU EVER GAWD DAMN SAY THAT!” Gordon snapped. “I'm going to get you back home as soon as I can Alex...I promise you that....I promise you.”

    Grace wrapped her arms around her cub and sobbed. “Alex.....Alex remember that mommy loves you...I love you so much...Alex please....please don't hurt yourself baby. We'll get you back home as soon as we can....”

    Sirus and his partner walked up with Sirus bending down to pet Alex softly...”Alex? Be brave now for your parents and don't fight...be a brave wolf for them ok? You're going to be taken care of.....don't worry....”

    “YIEYIEYIE!.....YIEYIEYIE!......YIEYIEYIE!.....” Alex's agonizing yelps and cries and his struggling to get away from the two police officers broke his parents heart. Worse was seeing Will with his back turned outside as the officers struggled to get the screaming fighting wolf cub into the back seat....

   “WILL! WILL! DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME AWAY BIG BROTHER! WILL!  “YIEYIEYIE!.....YIEYIEYIE!......YIEYIEYIE!.....”

    Will turned around to see Alex pounding against the back window glass of the cruiser and screaming as he wore a K-9 restraint collar around his neck and the wolf teen fell to his knees sobbing until Cathy could pull him towards her car.

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 6am
Ocean Pass

St. Mary's Emergency Hospital

     Gordon threw open the hospital front doors and stomped purposely towards the parking lot with Chancy in tow....

     “Gordie? You need to calm down and think clearly.” Chancy begged.

     “I am thinking clearly.” Gordon snorted. “And I don't need fucken sleep. I'll “cat nap” when I can but we're going to get to the end of this and fricken soon starting with that sick fucken mutt.”

     Chancy huffed. “He's got nothing left to lose Gordie. There's no trial and no bargains once you kill a police officer, he has nothing to lose by keeping his yapper shut.”

     Gordon stopped and turned around. “That's why I'm going to make him an offer he won't refuse....its' that or I request to be the one who makes him suffer until he does open that fat yap of his....And I am certainly not ready to become that feral a murdering beast.....not yet.”

     Chancy slipped into the car as Gordon climbed in and pulled the box containing his 45 pistol from under his seat...”Are we still going with the Canopy Lake plan?” Chancy asked as Gordie jacked the slide back on his pistol...

    “I see no reason yet to change the fucken order of the universe.” Gordon replied. “We stay on course.”

    Gordie peeled his car out into the street and headed for Fred McGruff's house. 

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 8am
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facilitiy
a.k.a. “A Pound”

   Marian arrived with her Husband Rob and walked into the front reception room. “Oooh....I hate it that they put Alex in such a dreadful place.” She said as she signed in.

    Rob Hood looked around as they walked through the security door and downcasted his ears...especially every now and then as they passed some rooms where signs hunk on hooks.....

Race: Fox
Age:
Condition: Rabies
Prognosis: Terminal

      The pound held serious cases of mental instability like animals infected with dreaded rabies or animals that had snapped and gone feral or in cases like Alex were byproducts of severe abuse suffering series long term trauma. The staff could flower up the facility and pour tons of anti-septic all day and Rob could still smell the odor of animal waste. The place had the air of a typical low budget animal clinic.

     “So...Alex is alright, I mean he's not feral is he?” Rob asked.

      “His condition is worse when he sleeps darling. Outside of that he's a very sweet child who's been through too much at his age.” Marian replied. 

     Going through another set of security doors, the foxes entered the cub holding section of the pound which was more clean and nice. The holding pens, just call them cells because that's what they were, were fully furnished rooms laid out and designed of course to prevent self-harm events like suicide. One of the attendants, a female sheep dog, unlocked Alex's room door and slowly cracked it open after looking through the window to see where the wolf cub was.

      Marian wasn't in the room when Alex jumped from his bed and ran up to her dressed in a pair of blue scrubs and hugged her tight with his head snuggling into her breasts....

     “Alex? Have you even slept?” Marian worried as she coaxed the wolf cub back to his bed. She was surprised they hadn't drugged him. “Oh? This is Mister Hood, my husband.”

      Rob put his hand out but Alex was timid in wanting to shake it. “Well....Marian tells me you're an adventurous little man who likes to explore the woods? Can't think of someone like you going about without something that says “adventure” so here...”

        Rob took a Robin Hood cap from a bag and gently adjusted it onto Alex's head. “Now there...you look like a member of Robin Hood's merry band.”

        Alex brightened....”You're? You're the one who played Robin Hood on the television series!”

      “Not to toot my own horn.” Rob said. “Well I got a smile out of you didn't I?

      Marian patted Alex's head. “Are you alright Alex? I know this is a scary place.”

      Alex sighed...”It was at first. It stank and I kinda didn't do myself any good by yipping, crying and going all claws through the doors. Mmmff....at one point they leashed me...and then they warned I was gonna get “knock drops” and I got smart really quick.”

    Marian coaxed Alex under the covers of his bed. “You poor dear thing. Well we want to stay a few hours with you if you feel like it?

    “If I got to sleep?” Alex sighed. “You better muzzle and leash me. I might try to kill you. Is Peter alright?”

    “The tiger cub? He's all right.” Marian replied.

   Rob pointed at the bandages on Alex's snoot. “Looks like you got the worst of the match?”

   “Yeah.” Alex said as he looked at his wounds. “Peter always wins our fights. But it sucks...now I'm not home. My mom's probably upset and my Dad's gonna drive himself mad. Will's probably blaming himself and it's me who caused everything. The thought of....well you know.....doing that? Then I stop thinking about it.”

    Marian played with Alex's head tuft....”We know that there's a base cause for all your grief Alex, that's important. It's not you doing all these things, I don't believe and I think those who love you believe that you'd ever want to cause anyone harm.”

    Alex downcasted his ears...”I'll probably never see Peter or Cabe again...This whole thing sucks.” Alex turned his head towards a dresser...”Can you get my “binkie” you know my pacifier? It might have fallen out when I was sleeping which is probably why I went feral. Hmph...maybe Peter's right...maybe if I revert back to training pants and think I'm a baby cub I might be a little more docile in my sleep.”

       “Now that's just silly.” Marin replied. “You don't have to do something so extreme.”

       Alex smirked at Marian. “Anything that might keep me from getting stupid would be worth the humiliation.”

      “We're not going to role play that Alexander.” Marian lightly snorted. “My husband and I are already suffering the torment-able twosome as it is.”

      Rob smiled. “Marian believes my parenting skills enable the wild life so to speak. The boys know where the treats are and how to team up to get them thanks to dear old dad.”

      Alex begged...”Stay with me a while? Please?”

      “Of course dear...you just nod off, we'll be fine.” Marian replied as she held Alex's hand.

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 8am
Ocean Pass

73 Russell Street
Apartment 210    

     Will awoke on the couch covered in a thick comforter and snuggling Alex's stuff Toothless doll which by now the younger wolf was probably crying for in that fucked up place, which made Will whine and want to snuggle the thing more until the stuffing popped out. The smell of Alex all over it was inescapable, especially the scent of wolf urine...obviously Alex at some points had humped the thing or rubbed his penis all over it masturbating and Will by now should have been raging a serious hard on over it....

       Yet he remained flaccid, his love and concern only for Alex's life. He felt a joy as he sat up and sob snuggled the stuffed animal even more....

      “Alex?” He sobbed softly with his eyes closed. “Alex I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry.....” Will said as he gave the toy kisses....then opened his eyes to see Cathy and Rondell watching curiously....

     “Oh! Oh shit!” Will yelped as he placed the stuffed animal aside...”Sorry...I was.....I was.....upset....yeah....just....upset....”

     “No need to explain dude.” Rondell said waving a hand. “But they haven't legalized stuffy marriage yet.”

     “Awwww....you looked so cute Will.” Cathy said smiling. “Angie called and asked about you? She's coming over for breakfast so you might want to get decent?”

      Will looked down and covered himself. “Why did you guys let me sleep naked with that thing! Do you know that's a serious trigger?!”

      Cathy snickered. “Apparently your dick had other ideas. We should celebrate your limp noodle Will. I think your getting better in record time. I might make my bet after all.”

     Will replied. “I want to see Alex as soon as I can. I want him to know I haven't left him behind.”

      “We'll go see him after Angie has her time with you. Calm down.” Cathy said as she pointed to the Toothless doll. “And wash that thing will you? The scent off it is fricken epic!”

     Will snickered. “Though you loved the smell of moist wolf? Could be worse, I could be a slobbering dog.”

 
Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 8:37 am

County Municipal Jail

      Captain Brickton met Gordon at the reception desk and took him back into his office....

     “You realize if circumstances weren't as they are? You wouldn't be able to do this and he would be a meat slab in a morgue right now....or maybe a month from now? As it is? I'm putting my butt on a ringer just letting you have time with this ass hole.” Brickton said. “You realize how hard this is going to be Mister Gray?”

      Gordon nodded. “The necessity for this is far greater which is why I thank you for granting my request to deal with it as I told you.”

     Brickton nodded. “So long as he doesn't die...if anything is left should you decide to use more “persuasive measures” and you leave something for us to have? Some of my officers are a little pissed of being left out of the party but...they understand you have a right so....they can live with the results.”

    Brickton got out of his chair and led Gordon down to where the police were keeping Alex Binx after his little escapade the night before. On their way, they passed by a small memorial set against a wall near where Nick Wilde was knifed to death. The gifts given by his fellow foxes were obvious...of all the police in the jail and around, the foxes especially wanted their teeth and claws left upon the scumbag who had murdered one of their own. After walking down a flight of stairs, Brickton led Gordon to a single steel door at the end of a long hall that was guarded by a pair of M-16 carrying Rotties. One of the brutish dogs looked at Gordon and snarled...”If you just so happen to by mistake get the cock sucker to break a banding or two? Fine by me.” The Rotty snorted. “I got H.V. flachette amo in this puppy....won't hit his head though...I'll make hamburger of his nuts.”

   Gordon smirked back as he petted the cop....”I'll keep it in mind.”

    Brickton stopped Gordon before he opened the door. “You are not to get within arms length of him. You are to watch him at all times....other than that? You can do what you want? Oh shit....I wonder where my son's Louisville Slugger is?” Brickton said. “I misplaced it somewhere. If you happen to see my sons bat Mister Gray? Do return it to my office?”

     Brickton patted Gordon's shoulder and the big Wolf pulled the heavy steel door open and walked into the bare spartan room....bare save for how they had Alex Binx secured to a steel chair with ankle and wrist restraints and a steel collar that choked his neck from behind the chair. They didn't give Binx the decency of any clothes and to accent their hate of the foul K-9....the cops had “banded” his genitals tight enough to choke off the blood supply. It wouldn't be long until they reached a state of necrosis.

      Gordon grabbed the only other chair in the room, swung it around his body and for a moment of silence he sat with his chest against the backrest and folded his arms over the top of it....giving Binx a silent and cold emotionless stare....

      After about five minutes...Binx got annoyed....”So who are you?” He asked as he regarded the big wolf dressed in jeans and a plad shirt before him.

      “Someone....who looking at you as you are? wonders why his kids were so drawn to such an ugly piece of shit K-9. You look worse than I imagined in real life?”

       Binx shook his head....”You're Gordon?” He asked.

       “Yeah...” Gordon replied. “And you're a piece of hamburger meat in pre-processing. You realize? Because you murdered a police officer....that you're not going to get a merciful death? Not that you'd deserve one for ripping the tail holes of innocent cubs apart but killing a cop will buy you a ring side seat at a flailing carnival.”

      Gordon snarled....”You're gonna die wishing for death Binx....and death won't answer you. They're going to make sure you stay awake and alive as long as possible so you suffer as much fucken torment as they can inflict on you. And meanwhile? Your father's gonna keep walking in safety and comfort and you get tossed onto the trash pile like a dirty fuck rag.”

     “Why are you talking to me ass hole?” Binx replied. “I might die screaming but your little wolf cunts have to remember for the rest of their lives that my cock pumped their tail holes full of cum.....my.....cum........mother fucker.”

      Gordon didn't break his gaze nor his calm looking face....”Doesn't it make you angry Binx? Doesn't just burn you that your father's walking all free? Is that why you lived so well? Daddy paid to keep your trap shut? The same Daddy who passed you around like a slut for other furs to fuck? Must have been hard at school huh? Having to wear trainers and butt plugs to keep from messing yourself and letting others know you were a walking train tunnel for old furs to do as they wanted? And in the end you're worth nothing but shit. But I bet your old man is well off isn't he Alex?”

      Gordon paced slowly around the room...”I bet holidays were lonely for you? Well except maybe the latest fur who paid daddy so he could rip your tail hole to shreds? Birthdays must have been interesting?”

     “Go fuck yourself you mangy fucken wolf cock sucker!” Binx snapped. “You're fucken shit! You're little flea bags were shit! I had Alex riding my dick, screaming my name and begging me to shoot my cum out his fucken mouth!”

     Gordon waved a hand at Binx....”Oh you poor bastard...you poor pastard....the difference between your daddy and me? I care for my children. Alex and William know their father loves them. That their mother and father will die for them if things came to it. And they know full well that even though a fucked up, miserable, piece of shit mutt like you fucked them in their tail holes? They have a father who still loves them dearly.”

    Gordon got right in Binx's face...”But your father? He fucken used you, he fucken sold you, he watched you get ass raped and he took all the fucken cash and you? Here you are mother fucker....and Daddy's walking around in the sun and you don't matter shit to him. And that......sucks......doesn't it boy?”

    Binx screamed out....”YOU FUCKEN WOLF! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU RIGHT TO HELL YOU MOTHER FUCKER!”

    Then Binx went slack in the chair......and sobbed......”Fuck you man....and fuck that old cock sucker too.”

    Gordon grabbed his chair once more and sat down facing Binx. “Alex? I can save you from what's about to come down on you? They'll turn you over to the “Koopi Bulls” and you know what those crazy's from down south will do to you? Don't you? Why should your father get to sit on some beach and enjoy himself and escape what he deserves for what he did to you? Why the fuck are you so willing to protect that mother fucker?”

     Gordon grabbed his pad of paper and a pen....”Alex? Don't let him get away, he doesn't deserve to slip out while you get fucked to death...you know that? If you do just this one thing right in your whole fucked up life then maybe things could turn out better for you? We could negotiate a deal to get you out of this? Work with me son? Let me help you?” Gordon got close again....”Let me be a father you never had?”

      Gordon petted Alex softly as he sobbed....”Alright.....alright....I'll tell you everything I know....” The dog sobbed. “Are you sure you can help me?”

     “I can probably help you not to get executed like what's being planned for you?” Gordon said softly.

      Alex Binx nodded....”Ok.....write all this stuff down. I'm not sure about some things but....the description and the real close people who hang with him is legit.”

      Gordon sat for the next half hour whipping through page after page of notes as Binx spilled his brain....

      “That's it man....” Alex Binx said as Gordon reviewed what he wrote.

      “That's good.” Gordon replied.

       Alex Binx cried as Gordon stood up....”Catch him man....and......Gordon?”

       “What is it Alex?” Gordon replied.

      “I'm......I'm sorry it went down like this.....I'm sorry.” Alex Binx said.

      Gordon turned to leave then stopped before the door. “Alex? I said I would help you avoid being killed like what's being planned for you....didn't I?”

      Gordon turned around and aimed a hand gun at Alex!....”This is for fucking my children!”

      Gordon fired a dart across the room and into the dog's chest where a lethal dose of Curare under a co2 charge surged into Alex Binx's heart and killed him within seconds.

     “I said I would get you out of it Alex? I didn't say you wouldn't die.” Gordon snorted as he walked out of the room and handed one of the rotties the pistol...

        “Well damn....” One of the dogs snorted. “You didn't miss. Fricken party killer man.”

        “Don't go in there and use him as a stuffy toy boys? You'll probably end up just as dead.” Gordon snorted as he walked through the jail, stopped for a moment to thank Brickton and walk out into the parking lot with his smart phone in his hand....

       “Beep.”......”Chancy? Binx is dead.” Gordon said as he slipped into his car. “I got all the info on his Daddy though. You guys are heading for Canopy Lake right?”

       “Yeah.” Chancy replied. “What are you going to do?”

       “I'm gonna go home...wash the filthy stink off my body and fuck the shit out of your sister.” Gordon said calmly....”All in that order. And then we'll go visit Alex. Wait till you see the stuff Binx gave me.”

      Chancy replied. “We're pulling into the parking lot now. See you this afternoon.”

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 9:45am

Canopy Lake Amusement Park
ten miles from the old Cold Brook Camp Grounds

      The place was packed already not 45 minutes into opening and Chancy found a spot where he and Fred could grab breakfast and coffee. Both of them chowed away on a plate of “Sizzle Bits” a novel combination of cord bread, Dog biscuits, eggs, sausage and Kibbles gravy on sticks.

     “So Binx is dead huh?” Fred asked Chancy. “Gordon couldn't give the guy a reprieve?”

     Chancy replied. “The cops are not going to wait for shit....you know that? I would have been more brutal...cut the fucker's mutt cock off, shove it down his mouth and watch him choke on it while eating a Danish. But even then that wouldn't be justice because the fucker would have enjoyed his own juices and salts as he died.”

     Fred shook his head...”You are disturbed.

    “I served in Afghanistan so sue me.” Chancy replied. He reached to his side to pull out a tan Marine Corps map bag and dumped a load of old photos on the table. “Gordon pulled these from the family album. Maybe we'll get something from these?'

    “You can only hope.” Fred replied. “Like looking for a specific needle in a stack.”

    After a few looks at picking photos at random...Fred suddenly turned his head and slapped one down...”Sheeesh! No shame there!”

    Chancy pulled the picture to himself, took a quick look and dropped his paw over it! “Oh my gawd Gordon?! Really?!”

    “How do you? All the people around? How do you even?” Fred snickered. “That's a stupid photo booth! How the hell do you even?.....seriously? And they don't have a stich of clothes!”

    Chancy laughed....”They always find a way....those two! Try.....try a clean trash can full of water....on the beach.....with snorkels!”

     Fred laughed....”Seriously?”

     “Yeah! And our Father was there of all people. We had everything set up for his birthday, just myself, my cousin Wendy, Grace and mine's father....don't know where Gordy or Grace are so I walk over to this trash can we're going to use thinking it has beer in it right? I reach into the water....feel fur....look down and Gordie is “deep six'ing” Grace! Right there!” Chancy replied. “Sploosh! Can tips over, water comes out, Gordon's scrambling to get away from my angry father and my sisters sitting there wet, naked and catatonic from all the pleasure. She looks up at me, holds up a beer and says.... “You still want this?”

      Fred shook his head smiling and kept looking at photos. “What was that marking Ralph pointed out? An9.... NA9.... nA9?”

      “The last one.” Chancy snorted. “It's going to be hard to identify that if that's what we believe about it, that it's some sort of pedophile code word or phrase.”

       Fred reached into his pocket for a magnifying glass. “We should study the backgrounds in these shots carefully. Often a pedophile code is hidden in plain sight.” He said as he flipped through another handful of photos and came across another interesting one....

       “What happened here?” Fred asked as he showed the picture to Chancy.

        Chancy looked at the photo. It was a much younger Will, probably around six years old, and he looked to be dancing around naked with a Pan flute in his hands and a very flustered looking Gordon trying to chase him down? It was the amusement park alright because in the background you could see the giant Ferris wheel.

        Chancy pulled out his smart phone and dialed....

         “Yes?” Gordon voice sounded.

         “Where are you Gordie?” Chancy asked.

         “I'm in the bath tub....taking a bath?” Gordon replied.

          Chancy snickered....”Hi Sis.”

          “Grace is not here.” Gordon replied.

          “Oh right she isn't you bull shit shag rug.” Chancy snorted. “Stop lying.”

           Gordon snorted back. “This had better be important for you to interrupt my much needed relaxation?”

          “Well I have a picture here Gordy of you chasing William around the park when he was six I think? And he's butt naked and playing a Pan flute. An as I know that you can be a serious prune? Cept when you're screwing my sister in a trash can meant for beer...”

        “Oh bite me you little shithead!” Grace's voice yelped back.

        “Baby?” Gordon's voice sounded. “She's......just a little morning tipsy Chancy.”

        “I'm not tipsy....finish up with my annoying brother and fuck me more you ravenous animal!” Grace yelped out.

        Chancy laughed....”So what about this picture Gordy? Why's Will dancing like a clothless Pan?”

              Gordon replied. “We stopped for a magic show on the vaudeville strip and Will got picked out of a hypnotist act. We'd just saw the Hercules movie and Will liked the Pan character so he told the Hypnotist and the Hypnotist turned him into a Pan and off went the clothes and Will's bounding all over the place playing the flute and howling and I was embarrassed I can tell you.”

          Chancy looked at Fred.....”Ok thanks...now go back to giving my sister the K-9 Super Stick good ok?”

           “Click”

           Chancy dropped the phone into his jacket. “Vaudeville strip? Worth a look, don't you think?”

         Fred nodded back. “Good a place as any cept not exactly a place a pedophile would be comfortable in. The cubs wouldn't be isolated I would think.” 

Friday morning
June 18, 2018 10:30 am

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

        Another hot spasm and Grace felt her husband's cock shoot his load into her as she “Cowboy'd” him in the tub. The combination of wine and sexual pleasure made her head spin as she drooped forwards to rest on his raised hands as they played over her tits...

       “I'm a mess....” Grace said as she hung her head and felt the loving licks of her husband's tongue against her maw...

      “You are not a mess.” Gordon said. “And you're not a bad mother so shush girl.”

      “But I put our son in danger Gordon?” Grace sighed. “I should have known better, ugh those tiger cubs.”

     “Now don't blame Peter and Cabe? You didn't think they'd break the boundary.” Gordon said as he moved to sit up. “By the way.....Grace....Alex Binx is dead.”

     “Good.” Grace snarled. “Hope the fucken mutt is rotting in hell.”

      Gordon pursed his lips. “After what he told me at the jail? I had a little pity for him. Well....enough to euthanize him. His father is a fucking ass hole.”

      “Father or no father Gordon? Fuck.....him.” Grace replied. “So what did you learn?”

      “Enough to know that Alex is innocent.” Gordon replied. “That he's being manipulated. Maybe enough to help him overcome this “thing” we suspect he's under. Though we still don't have any clue as to what “it” is or if we can get Alex out of it?”

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 11am
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facilitiy
a.k.a. “A Pound”

      Alex woke up and sat up groggy being rubbed on his back by Marian as Will came into the room...

“YIEYIEYIE!.....YIEYIEYIE!......YIEYIEYIE!.....” Alex flopped out of the bed and covered the space between it and his brother like a dog that hadn't seen his owner in months, only this was a wolf cub in desperate need of family assurance yipping, squealing and all tail wags as he reached his hands out and got scooped up by his worried older brother...

“Alex!” Will gasped as he hugged Alex tight...”I'm sorry you're in such a miserable fucken shit hole....I'm sorry.....I'm sorry.....”

Alex played with Will's furry face...”Damn? You tiger stink. What did you do Will? Let her piss on you?”

“Oh what the hell?” Will snorted. “I come all upset and worried about you and you say some sick shit? What the hell Alex?”

Alex stood pointing to Will's crotch. “Gee...you're not glad to see me...no rage in your cage big brother.”

“Shut up you little shit.” Will snorted as he hugged Alex again. “Damn....Peter nailed you good. If that doesn't end up a cool scar on your snoot?”

“You nailed his sister yet?” Alex snickered. 

“None yah.” Will replied as he walked to the bed to meet Marian and Rob. “Did he sleep ok?” Will asked Marian.

“No problems.” Marian replied. “Though....Alex has an exotic idea you might find a little strange?”

“I wanna try and “revert” a little? I was thinking that if a pacifier worked a little on my problem? What if I tried to kinda revert back to....you know.....wearing training pants and play acting like a toddler cub?”

Will smirked. “Now that is just all fricken crazy and weird.”

“Well....?” Alex replied. “You don't know? It might cause me to trigger out, make memories come up? More names? More details?”

Will snorted...”Alex? No. You're 13 years old. We're not going to replace one sick thing with another sick thing ok?”

“Even if it might help me?” Alex snorted back. “Do you care about me or what?”

“How can you even say such shit Alex?!” Will gasped then slackened. “This is super crazy.”

 Alex tapped a finger on Will's head. “Will? Do I even look enthused about wearing trainers? Hate to say it but anything's worth a shot. And gee....like I'll wear them every second of the day? Shit....now that would be strange-oh. And don't tell Mom and Dad! Oh gawd they would freak out!”

Will looked exasperated at Marin. “Please tell me that cub psychology would call this crazy?”

“Actually...” Marin replied. “Reversion play acting actually does produce results... in most cases.”

Will looked back at Alex and snorted. “Don't even think of “going” in em to “enhance the experience.” You sick little monkey.”

“Slap!” “Fuck off!” Alex yelped at his brother. “Damn it Will! That's just super sick! I am not fucken happy about having to wear trainers again...trust me! And you better not tell anyone!”

“I won't!” Will yelped. “Sheesh kid....calm down.”

“Hmph!” Alex snorted. “You better go buy them....on second thought....have Cathy buy them because if you try and someone sees you? You'll get thrown in jail for violating parole. And make sure she gets Teddy bears or Teddy Ruxpins? They were my favorites.”

Will sighed....”We have really entered Bizaro world now.”

Saturday Morning
June 19, 2018 11:16 am

Canopy Lake Amusement Park
The Vaudeville Strip

       This section of the amusement park was made up like the old per-film days of the 1890's with carnival attractions like midget furs or feral lions performing tricks or stage shows, acrobats and magicians. Fred and Chancy walked by the various performances and booths taking pictures and looking at every detail for “Kurci's” the pedophile shorthand for “Kurosawa plates” which was actually an eye test procedure developed by a Japanese optometrist in the 1800's where numbers and letters were hidden within contrasting colors to check for color blindness. Of course...Kursi's would be hidden to some animal races while being very clear to others. It was a fact that a majority of cops were dogs or K-9 related races and if pedophiles wanted to hide their group activities, they would tailor Kursi's to “fuck with” K-9 sight limitations....hense why Chancy and Fred were taking pictures of everything.

     “Let's keep an eye on the magic shows.” Fred told Chancy as they walked. “And if you can get business cards? Get em.”

      The two were walking by one performer when out of the corner of his eye....Chancy caught something big moving past him. He turned to come face to face with a huge.... very huge.....snake?

       The clown who was on the stage behind the snake blew a horn and pointed...”Well folks? Looks like my friend has found himself a worthy victim.”

      Chancy watched as the snake moved around him then locked its' gaze onto Chancy's eyes...

      “Hello....you can't move a muscle, you can't feel a thing.....if I have my way? Funny things you will sing.” Said the smiling python as his eyes tranced Chancy into a statue.

      “Well folks? What should we do to this nice wolf? Any ideas?” The clown said.

      The crowd gave him a few suggestions, then the clown yelled out....”Ok? Mister wolf? When I clap my hands three times? You will run up here to the stage, jump on the dog house and act like Snoopy!”

     “Clap, Clap, Clap!” The clown clapped his hands and Chancy ran up to the stage, jumped on the dog house and took up a pose like Snoopy being a vulture. Another clap and he jumped off the dog house and yapped and complained like angry Snoopy. Another clap and he put on an old flight cap, wrapped a red scarf around his neck, snatched up a riding crop and marched around like the World War II flying ace. Another clap and Chancy was eating dog food out of a doggie dish until the clown woke him up...

    “Huh?” Chancy yelped as he looked up from the bowl at the crowd. “What the? Hey! You little wise ass? What's the big idea?!”

     The clown handed Chancy a teddy bear. “Thanks for being such a good sport there Snoopy! What do you think ladies and gentlemen? Wasn't he great or what?”

     Chancy quickly took bows as the crowd cheered and walked back to Fred....

     “Did you get most of that?” Chancy asked.

    “Got it all.” Fred replied.

    “Good.” Chancy snorted. “Save some of it and delete most of it? And if you upload it to Facebook? I will fricken kill you.”

    “You were so cute.” Fred snickered. “Does this give you an idea? I'm seeing a few of these kinds of acts around here.”

    “Yeah....” Chancy snorted. “And that snake?” Chancy walked up to the python as the act came to an end. “Hey buddy?” Chancy called.

       “Yesssss...?” The Python replied. “Sorry to have picked you at random, hope you were not too offended?”

        Chancy noted the effeminate voice and the long lashes on the python's eyes... “ Oh no worries my good friend. Do you work here or do you work outside the park too?”

      “Well?” The snake replied. “We do cubs birthdays and special occasions? You have something you need?”

     “In fact yes.” Chancy replied. “My nephew is having a birthday party next month and my brother in law asked me to get entertainment.” Chancy showed the snake a picture...

       “Awwww....he's cute.” The snake said. “Well....give me his information and we'll put him on our schedule.” The snake said as he reached out and picked up a business card. “I'm Kha and the clown is my human handler Mowgli. We'll be very happy to oblige.”

     “Thanks...” Chancy replied with a slight bow. “I'll call to give you the date and time when we get it scheduled.”

     Chancy followed Fred as they kept walking around the Vaudeville....”That snake is as fucken full of fruit as a basket.”

     “Can't let that sway you Chance.” Fred replied. “Just because he might be a homosexual doesn't mean he's a pedophile.”

     “Didn't notice he's hanging with a human boy did you?” Chancy snorted.

     “So what?” Fred replied. “That for now is only circumstantial evidence. But we might come up with something when we take it to my FBI contact.”

     Chancy snorted....”He still gave me scruffies on my spine fur.”

      “Don't get horse blinders.” Fred warned. “We have more to see here before we're done.”

Saturday Afternoon
June 19, 2018 noon
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facilitiy
a.k.a. “A Pound”

        Alex snatched up another pizza slice and nibbled on it as he sat on his Mother's lap and every now and then kissed her to make her feel better....

      “Mom? Stop blaming yourself?” Alex said. “It's not like I'm leashed to the wall and drinking out of a dirty dog dish in here?”

      “I just hate the thought of you even being in a place like this...” Grace yelped. “Your father acts like it's not a disaster.”

      “Grace? That's not being nice at all.” Gordon replied. “I don't want him in here, why do you think I'm busting my ass?”

       Gordon gestured towards the door to the room and Grace slipped Alex off her lap. “I need to use the bathroom and get something else to drink ok?” She left and closed the door leaving Gordon and Alex alone....

      “Son?” Gordon said petting Alex's hands....”Alex Binx is dead.”

      Alex pursed his lips....”Well....got what he asked for didn't he?”

      “How do you really feel son?” Gordon asked.

      Alex paced for a moment...”A little sad.....a little happy.....besides being a little pissed off....I dunno. All I know is I'm in here and hopefully? I don't end up like Alex did......you know? Go nuts? Slash a cop? End up a corpse? Was he just like me?”

     Gordon shook his head. “He was more aware than you...he was just...”

        “More a sicko perv?” Alex snorted. “You ever think Dad that if we went back to Coal brook and tried some things that it might snap some stuff from my brain?”

         Gordon sighed. “I'm not willing to risk you anywhere Alex...I'm sorry. You'll just have to be patient, I think we're closing in on the cause of all this and we'll finally be able to help you out of it.”

         Alex drooped his ears and sat on his bed....”So now I just sit here and hopefully I won't get real stupid.” Alex looked at his father and slowly rubbed his cheeks...”Dad? You look like shit. I'm really worried about you.”

       Gordon replied. “What happens to me? Doesn't concern me son. You just keep up your spirit for me. We'll end this, you'll see. Now eat up before this pizza gets cold?”

Saturday Afternoon
June 19, 2018 2:38pm

ten miles from the old Cold Brook Camp Grounds

      “You're sure this is a good idea?” Cathy said as she drove with Will in the passenger seat and Rondell in the back seat of her car. “I mean....the police know you're with me and I promised them I would check in but they're going to know you're in a place where we'd be trespassing.”

       Will pursed his lips. “Which is why I kinda went roundy round back door by way of  Whipster, our top speed swimmer from our class who's Dad is an FBI agent? I thought having a Fed cover out butts was the best way to go about this. Oh by the way? You two just became deputized Federal agents? Not officially but....made a good cover story for Whip's Dad to use.”

      “You can get us all into so much trouble Will.” Cathy snorted. “And don't say “I don't care, I'm doing it all for Alex.” Flea bag......Poe-leese.”

       “All I want to do is get inside our old cabin and see if anything triggers?” Will said. “Maybe some long dormant information will pop forth? Anything to get Alex out of that fucken nut hole....and out of trying to re-live “pamper-hood”.

       “Huh?” Cathy wondered.

      “Long story....” Will replied. “Alex gets these wild ideas that make me say...”Am I really related to this kid?”

End of part 7