Is this really family life/Является ли это действительно семейной жизни?

Chapter 6

Pulling up to the hospital, Sylvia got out of the car first. She looked around and then opened the door for Svetlana, who took Alaina out of her car seat, as Callen climbed out and leaned against the car.

"Can we go in now?" Callen asked annoyed at the amount of waiting around they were doing. His father was in the hospital and he didn't know how bad he had been hurt and it was killing him.

"Soon, Mr. Callen. I just need to find out where he is. You will you wait here with Alaina and Svetlana while I go find his doctor," Sylvia said.

He didn't want to but he nodded in agreement. Taking Alaina over to the children's play area, he sat where he could see her and watch over his mother and the strange little woman.

He noticed a man who seemed out of place even for a hospital. He was too focused and too watchful for someone waiting to be seen or visiting someone. Callen moved himself between the man and his little sister and watched cautiously as he scanned the area. His eyes locked with Callen's for a microsecond before he stood up and walked out.

Svetlana walked in, her eyes were red and Sylvia patted her arm, "Mama?" Callen called.

She sat down in the chair and Sylvia went over to him, "Mr. Callen, Svetlana would like a word with you."

He scanned the room again and finding no sign of the man he got up and walked over to his mother. He sat beside her and held her hand. "Mama?" he asked again his voice wavering.

"Vash otets byl ranen na rabote, nekotoryye muzhchiny prishli, i oni sil'no izbili yego. On zhiv, no on v kriticheskiy sostoyanii," she said, tears starting to fall.

"No mama zachem komu-to povredit papa?" Callen asked. Toli was, in his eyes, a perfect person who had not a mean bone in his body.

"I do not know son," Sveta said and hugged her boy, knowing that she had for the first time since she knew him, lied to him.

"Can we see him?" Callen asked.

"Soon, I would like to see him first; would you stay with your sister?" Sveta asked.

Callen bit his lip. More than anything he wanted to demand to see him, to know he was all right, but he knew that what his mother was asking was fair. So he nodded and sat with Alaina as she continued to play with the toys.

Sveta walked into the room where Toli lay. She held Sylvia's arm with a vice-like grip.

"Will he be alright?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"He will. The doctor says he may have trouble walking, as his legs will be unsteady. He cannot go back to his job," Sylvia stated firmly. She had talked to the doctor while Sveta had talked to Callen.

"Why, all of this because of the boy? I do not understand."

"I cannot tell you what it is about, he does not even know," Sylvia replied.

Callen leaned against the wall the other side of the door, confused by what he had just heard; blindly he walked off to sit with his sister again.

Toli stirred as the medicine wore off and he started to wake up.

A tall man walked to the door of the room barely glancing at the children as he walked by them. He motioned to Sylvia as he leaned against the doorframe.

She walked over to a corner of the room with him. "Did you get them?" she inquired.

"The boss has three new identities waiting for them; they can all be relocated as soon as the father is fit to travel," Owen said as he looked his partner in the eyes.

"Three?" Sylvia reiterated.

"The mother, the girl and the husband," Granger said flatly.

"Owen, I said all four of them were to go." Sylvia was not impressed with her boss' lack of listening skills.

"Henrietta, if you send him with them, wherever they go they will be in danger, you know this," Owen stated harshly.

Callen listened intently. He couldn't believe it, it was his fault. Toli had been hurt because of him! He turned to look at Alaina whom he loved her with all his heart, as she filled a place he hadn't realized was empty. He couldn't allow her to be hurt.

He gave Alaina a candy bar and sent her off to her mother. He told her that he had to go to the washroom and watched sadly as she skipped off towards the lady who had just crushed his whole world. He shot her a smile and pointed towards the restrooms and she nodded in understanding.

He walked in and shut the door. He vomited harshly into the toilet, sobbing as he did so. It had been so close, they had been perfect and he had hurt them. Just by having that name - that letter - just by being him. He loved them with all his heart and he knew exactly what he had to do.

He climbed out the window, shimmied along the low wall and dropped onto the flat roof below; he made it to the ground floor without any injuries. Within minutes he was sitting on a bus headed back to his house.

Using the key he had been given it didn't take long for him to gather up his belongings. He didn't take all of the things that had been bought for him; just what was his from before and what he absolutely needed.

He took the coat, his bag and bedroll. He looked at the picture he had framed of him Alaina and wanted more than anything to take it, but if whomever had hurt Toli found him and the picture she could be in danger. He folded up his clothes, stripped his bed and put the bedclothes in the laundry hamper. Mama had enough to do and he didn't want to add to her burden.

He went into the kitchen, grabbed some food and left the picture and most of the new clothes folded on the table.

He picked up a pen and wrote the worst note of his young life.

I am sorry I hurt Toli. I am a bad child, Bayliss was right. I didn't mean to hurt any of you, but I have come to a decision. I don't want to live with you anymore.

He stopped and wiped his eyes.

You don't need me and I don't need you. I don't need a whiny sister and I certainly don't need parents.

Tell Aileen I'll call her.

G. Callen

He then cried for all he was losing. He hated lying to them after all they had done and in truth he loved them dearly, for this would always be his home. He wiped his eyes again, picked up his bag and then placed his house key on the table.

"Do svidan'ya mama i papa, i moya malen'kaya sestra, ya vas vsekh lyublyu," he said, and with that he turned and left.

Translations.

Your father was injured at work, some men they came and they beat him badly he is alive but he is in a critical state.

But mom why would someone hurt dad?

Goodbye mom and dad and my little sister, I love you all.