"What's on your mind Adam?" asked Fin. "I'll take up Michael's case and bring him justice." I said.
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Adam lives in California with his new husband Jack and their two children as well their dog Scooby. Adam and Jack are special victim's detective...
The rain was pouring down and the thunder boomed. I parked my car and stepped out. I opened the door to the house and went in.
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Adam came down and he looked coldly at me. "What are you doing here?" he asked. It's time for you to go to sleep." I said and covered his mouth with a tissue. He fell unconscious to the floor. I walked upstairs and went into his bedroom. Timothee and Kitty were sleeping deeply in their cot. I picked him up and went out again. I locked the front door and walked back to the car. I started the engine and drove home.
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Michael's: POV
I woke next morning in a empty bed. I rushed to the hall. I found my husband on the floor. I picked up a tissue. But it was still too quiet in the house and a worried feeling filled my body. I waited for our son to start crying or something.
But I heard nothing. I walked upstairs again and ran into our bedroom. I rushed to his crib and let out a scream. Our beloved son was gone. Tears were streaming down my face. I was breathing heavily. I checked Kitty's cot and she was still sleeping.
"Tim, where are you?" I called. I looked everywhere, but couldn't find him. This can't be true, our son can't be gone. "Michael, what's going on?" asked Adam worried. "Someone has kidnapped Timothee." I said and broke down crying.
