Bold || Wentworth Miller

Eighteen

"Goodbye Uncle Mike, Aunt Britanny! I love you!" Timothy hugged the two while i was holding Charlie and Bryan. They already done hugging them so its time for Timothy to do his.

"We love you too, baby." Their Uncle Mike kissed his forehead then let him go.

"Goodbye! Its nice meeting you!" I smiled at them before we get inside the car.

"Daddy, can we sleep a bit?" Bryan asked after yawning.

"Sure." Wentworth said, while starting the car.

"I would like to sleep in your lap. Can i?" Timothy said, a bit pouting.

I pinched his cheeks and nod at him. Next thing i knew he was hugging me while positioning himself to sleep.

"Are you sure you are okay with that?" I heard Wentworth said while driving.

I began caressing Timothy's hair when i answered him, "Of course. I want to take care of them cause its hard to grow up without someone you'll call Mom. I knew how empty it was." I smiled at him.

"Amanda never tried doing that to them." I heard him said.

"Then atleast let me do this for them. I dont want any other kids suffer into something they shouldn't deserve in their life." I said remember how broken my family was.

"Thank you." He smiled.

"Its nothing. You are taking care of me too right." I said, quietly hugging Timothy.

"So what did Alex told you lately?" He suddenly asked.

"She told me that there's something with the autopsy results of my father's. The report told everyone that he has a head shot when the other guy with them betrayed him and shoot him in his head. But the autopsy result were stating a statement that he have no shots in any part of his head. That's weird right?" I looked at him, checking on his reactions.

"Did you asked her to see us tomorrow? We need to talk to her personally about that." He said.

"Yes, i did." I answered.

"I dont know if this thing will help but i think the other past girlfriends of your father know something about the case. Since he had his position in department, he'd been dating a lot of girls around and we dont even hangout anymore because of them. I think, checking on them will be a big help." He said.

Silence.

"Yes,i think." I agreed.

"Another thing. Did you already check the January's record journal? Those days especially from 13th to 17th is important. He had his leave that days, but knowing him, he usually write about those leave days of him to complete his months of duties." He said.

"Ive done reading it all." I answered him.

"His notes?" He took a quick glance on me before looking back in front.

"Yes." I looked at him.

"What's your conclusion then?" He asked.

"Both of the notes and record journal stated that he was investigating with Det. Paul Creyson about the death of drug addicts including Old Sheriff Head Officer Bill Blairee's son: Ash Blairee. But he admitted that he went for a date with Dra. Lorielie Median one of those days, and even leave his car and phone to the doctor whenever she needs it. I dont want to suspect on the Doctor but i can feel she know some things about it." I replied.

"But i am suspecting on her already." He admitted. I looked at him trying to read his eyes.

"There once a rumor lately saying Mr. Bill and Lorielie are secretly dating. And knowing Mr. Bill, he might be on his great grudge on your father since he steal the position from Bill, and he even accused Bill's son as a drug addict. Well, Ash is a real drug addict. Im suspecting why he is that so defensive to his son. Its not just only about the thing that he is the father of that drug addict, but there must be something." He explained.

I looked at him.

"I cant suspect him up. If they found a bullet inside your Dad's head, and that bullet matches his 7.65mm Golden Eris revolver, why would the autopsy lie to us? Another, he dont usually bring those guns and weapons of him since he havent yet registered its license this year. I dont know his reasons but its confusing me. How did the reapers get his gun from him when we all know that it was left in Pennsylvania?" He said.

"Im getting into your conclusions, Sir." I smirked at him.

He smiled.

"There must be really something wrong at the reports that messing his death up." I said.

"We'll need a lot of evidences to prove that your father and Jonathan is not guilty." He said.

Few minutes later, we already arrived home while the kids are still asleep. Wentworth bring them in their room.

I went to the kitchen to wash my hands when i feel someone outside the window passing by so fast.

I automatically looked around, and observed, nervously.

"You're okay?" Suddenly Wentworth spoke up.

"Y-yeah." I answered lying.

What the hell is that?!

"Are you sure? You looked pale, baby." He touched my arms.

I just shook my head.

"Dont worry. You are just tired. Go to sleep now." He passed by, going into the other door as i deeply breathed.

"Would you like to sleep with me again?" He stopped then looked at me.

"Uhh-" i was all undecided.

"Ill take it as a yes." He grinned and went off.

Oh, Wentworth.