Muted Treasure

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The two police officers stood at the bottom of Lance's bed, both boys stared at the uniformed men.

"What would you like to talk about?" Lance piped up, being cautious with the cops. Not know he should be even talking to them without Blake or Justin being here.

"We've been sent here to take you down to the station for questioning. The doctors said you see free to go." One of the officers said, Lance nodded. Soon both the men stepped outside to give the mean some privacy. Once Lance got dress, of course with Keith's help, they headed down to the station and into a secluded room.

"We've noticed how many time you've been attacked, and we believe this isn't just a coincidence." The first police offer said, his curly hair swishing around when he moves his head.

"What does that mean? Is someone after him?" Keith asked, bringing Lance closer to his body.

"It's a possibility, we aren't completely sure. But we came here to ask you a few questions." The other police officer said, his chocolate eyes peered down at the two. While he pulled out a notebook, and flipping to a clean page.

"You need to tell us everything, what happened on your first attack, do you think anybody has anything against you Mr. McClain?" The curly haired officer said, Lance looked up at the two. He turned over to Keith and he gave a encouraging smile to the male.

"Well, the only person I'd think want anything to do with me is Lotor." Lance said, he looked at the officers and they both nodded.

"Anything else you can think of? Anything family related, is life at home alright?" The brown eyed officer asked.

"Well, my adoptive mother and father are perfectly fine. They treat me like their own, I haven't really seen that side of the family though. As for my biological family, I haven't seen them since I was small. They were murdered when I was seven, soon after I was adopted by Blake and Justin." Lance told the two men, they both nodded and sighed. The brown eyes officer put away his notebook and smiled at the two boys.

"Well, I'll take this down to the lead detectives. If you have anything that comes up to your mind and you absolutely need to tell us. Call the station, then ask for Rodrigo or Smith." The curly haired- also known as Rodrigo- told the boys. The two officers took their leave and closed the behind them. Lance sighed and slumped back into the chair.

"You okay love?" Keith asked, taking the Cubans hand. Lance looked over at the man and shrugged.

"I'm just, I just want this to be over. I want things to go back to how they used to." Lance sighed, Keith weaved his hand with Lance's.

"I know love, but there's nothing we can do about it now." Keith states, Lance shrugged again and looked over at the mullet. Blake came and picked up both boys and took them back home, after her dropping them off- her stating she'd be back later. Since she needed to drop stuff off at a friends, once they arrived. Lance took Keith up to his room and laid down in the bed after taking his shoes off. He patted right next to him and scooted over a tiny bit.

"Are you sure?" Keith asked hesitated, afraid he might hurt the boy. Lance chuckled and shook his head.

"Just come on, we'll be fine." Lance smiled, Keith climbed next to him, kicking his shoes off, and sneaked his arms around Lances shoulders. He brought the blue boy's head into his chest and Lance wrapped his arms around Keith's waist.

"What I would do without you." Lance sighed, Keith kissed his forehead and snuggled up to lance.

The Cuban brought his head up and looked at the mullet. Keith smirked and tilted his head.