TK
Oh yay, another abuse call, I hate calls like these. We pull up to the address and the cops are outside with a Hispanic man. I walk up and greet the cops.
"What've we got this time?" I ask
"Well this is the abuser and the victims inside, this one's your specialty," Mark tells me
I nod my head and follow Mark inside the house. Mark leads me to the living room where another Hispanic man is curled up in a t-shirt, sweatpants, and he's sucking on a pacifier. This guy's a little. I make a gesture for Mark to leave.
"Hey, little one, what's your name?" I ask
"C-Carwos," The baby responds
"Hi Carlos, I'm TK, do you mind if I take a look at your booboo's?" I ask
Carlos uncurls a little bit and I can see cuts and bruises, but nothing too bad. I but bandaids on the cuts and some cream on the bruises.
"Alright sweetie, your good to go," I say standing up
Carlos gets up and jumps on me.
"Pwease no weave," Carlos whines
"Sweetheart, I have to go back to work," I reply and wrap my arms around the boy
"Carwos come wif?" He asks
I conteplate my choices but let my heart decide instead of my brain.
"Sure, you can come with me since your daddy was being mean to you." I tell Carlos
I take Carlos's hand and guide him out to the ambulance. I sit in the back with him while Nancy drives us back to the station. The ambulance parks and I realize that Carlos is asleep. I gently pick him up and set him on my hip. Luckily the whole team know's I'm a daddy dom so there's not judgement.
"You went out on a call and brought a guy back or is he a little?" Judd asks
"He's a little and very scared, so be nice, all of you," I respond
I sit down on the couch and cradle Carlos in my arms.
"Can you atleast tell us his name?" Marjan asks
"His name's Carlos," I reply
They nod and walk away.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Baby
أدب الهواةWho knew one call could change everything. In a world where Carlos isn't a cop and TK's a paramedic. The 126 get called by the cops to an abuse call, TK finds something surprising and if you want to know, read to find out.
