The days had turned into weeks and no change had happened for Brayden. The hospital walls were beginning to look like home from the amount of time we spent in this horrible place. I wasn't a very religious guy especially if you knew me, my family or my lifestyle. But over the course of the month we stayed in that hospital I prayed more than I ever have in my whole life. Not just for my son who laid helpless and comatose in the same hospital bed since he'd arrived here, but for my wife Clarissa and I that we'd somehow make it through all this. I wanted revenge so badly I could taste it but Frank my low life cowardly father was no where to be found. Ian, Mickey, Kev along with the rest of the family and town had searched up and down for his sorry ass with no fingers to point to the police were beginning to get restless with no one to blame and questions to be answered they were close to a phone call away from contacting dhs. Even with evidence stating we had nothing to do with what happened they are making a point to prove us unfit parents. I couldn't let this happen, I grew up in the system I knew how hard it was to be taken out of my home and to be placed into another full of strangers wishing how badly I'd do anything to get out of the foster home I was in to be back home, but somehow Fiona always came through on that part she always made sure we would all be back together somehow.
I sat in the waiting room a few minutes longer before I went back into Brayden's room to bring Clarissa a cup of coffee contemplating on what we should do or in fact what could we do.... The more I took residence in this hospital the more I wanted to leave. What made it worse on top of everything else his first birthday was less than a week away and all I wanted was see him open is eyes and to be able to hold him or play with him once again. Hopefully that was possible I prayed to myself as I got up and walked towards Braydens room to only be surprised by the company that surrounded my wife.
Two very tall police officers stood in front of my wife as I entered the room.
"What's going on here?" I asked them surely they didnt need more questions answered we had been going in circles since we entered this place. "Lip right? Lip Gallagher?" The officers asked me as I shook my head yes to his question. We've found Frank, he said as my body trembled with anger thinking of all horrible things he had done and what I wanted to do to him. When I felt Rissa's hand squeeze my shoulder making me unclentch my fist and take a deep breath. Where is he? I asked "don't worry he's in our custody down at the station we're holding him for questioning but we figured you'd want to talk to him first." I just glared at both officers with a blank emotionless stare, now that Frank had finally been found I felt numb I have hated frank my entire life and now I had to face him and get some answers of my own for my family's sake I just hope I don't do anything crazy
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