The past

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It was a week after the birth of my baby boy Felix, he was a happy child with a big imagination who always laughed or smiled. I sat in the living room with him sleeping happily on my enlarged breasts he had just finished breast feeding.
"Rain! I'm home from work! " my husband called out in slurs. I growled softly inward because I knew he hadn't just gotten off work.
His lean frame leaned on the door because he was too drunk to hold himself up.
"get the kid off your chest and let's have sex" he mumbled. I glared at him and held my hands over the tiny babies ears.
"Jack" I whisper growled "he's asleep and you're drunk. Go sleep it off!" my eyes flashing. He growled and came forward picking up my baby who woke with a start and teared up confused.
"Don't cry you little... "
"Jack!" I snarled taking Felix from him and bouncing him softly. "hush little one daddy is a little drunk it's ok" the baby sniffled a bit then snuggled into my breasts and fell soundly asleep.
I went to his room and put him into his crib. Angry but careful not to wake the baby I shut the door than stormed to me and my husband's room. Jack laid passed out on the bed.
"How dare you come home drunk and treat our baby like that!" I almost yelled at him. He sat up and groaned.
"Look Rain it was a bad day at work I'm sorry" he looked up at me with his big blue eyes and I sighed. "come here baby I'll make it up to you...."

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The elderly woman begged for us to take her and not her 4 year old grandson. My teammate cracked her across the jaw with his gun knocking her unconscious. Boss grabbed the boy and motioned for us to head out. I looked sadly at the woman then looked away the child was stuffed into a bag and we headed out.
About a mile down the road you could still hear the fire department and police department screaming their sirens as they went to the same house we stole the kid from and set on fire. Guilt and regret boiled up inside, for the first time I hated what we did...
We got back to our base and dumped the kid in with the other new ones.
"Dean!" boss yelled "stop the kid and dye his hair!" Reluctantly I grabbed the kid and took him to the back room, he was crying. I knelt down and wiped away his tears, I saw myself in this kid.
"Hey I promise it's not so bad here, we'll take you to a nice place they'll train you feed you and keep clothing on you. Just don't cross the boss" the kid wipes away his tears
"I want my grandma.." the kid whispered. I sighed and got a box of black hair dye and started to dye his hair...

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