❀Newtmas❀ & ❀Dylmas❀ Oneshots❀

❀Mr. Police officer! «Dylmas»❀

•Angst + fluff

ஜ۩۞۩ஜ Warning! ஜ۩۞۩ஜ

This oneshot contains:
•abuse
•a lot of violence
•shooting
•and a lot of bad klunk :'<

❀Dylan's POV❀

Dylan was sitting in his office, playing with his pen. Not many people called that day. Only about two, with one of them being a "mistake dial".

Dylan worked as a police officer and would sometimes take a few phonecalls. He really didn't prefer being a 911 operator. He remembered one specific case, where he got a phonecall, and it was horrific. The person was shouting, and there could be heard shots in the background. After that phonecall, Dylan remained sleepless for a couple of nights. He even had trouble picking up some phonecalls for a while after that night. Little did he know, something similar would happen tonight.

Dylan was sitting in his chair, until the phone rang. He didn't have those troubles anymore, so he picked up immediately.

„H-hewwo?" Dylan couldn't help but smile at the little childish voice on the other line. „911 what's your emergency?" said Dylan, still smiling. Is he gonna ask for help with math problems? He chuckled a little. „Uhm... I-I need help- no...d-daddy needs h-help..." Dylan frowned. The kid sounded...terrified. „Alright. What's wrong with your daddy, sweetie?" A short pause. „Uhm..." Then, Dylan froze. He could her a loud but short scream. He recognized it to be a male's. He could hear the kid gasp and then whimper. „P-please send h-help! He is hurting d-daddy!" Dylan's eyes widened. „Who?" another whimper came from the other side. „My other daddy....h-he started s-shouting at m-me, but d-daddy Tom d-defended me, a-and t-then, daddy G-George h-hit him a-and started s-screaming and-" Before he could finish, he could hear a loud slam. As if something or someone was thrown on a peace of furniture, and both the someone or something fell on the ground along with the peace of furniture. „H-HONEY HIDE!" Could be heard in the distance. It was a thick British accent. Short after that, there could be heard shuffling and moving. That kid must have his somewhere.

Dylan started typing something on his laptop. Another slam was heard at the other side of the line, followed by a whimper and an agonizing groan in the distance. A quiet gasp was also heard. „P-please Mr. Police officer, h-hurry! He threw daddy off the stairs!! H-he's gonna get s-so hurt!" Dylan finished typing, and yelled at one of his coworkers. „HEY! MARKIA! TAKE OVER!" A blonde haired girl stepped in. Dylan stood up and gave her the phone. „I already have the location and a few buddies. We have to go, or a murder might take place." After that, he turned and left before he could get a reaction from his coworker.

«10 minute time skip»

Thomas' POV

George took Thomas by his bloodstained sweater, and threw him to his side, which caused him to trip, and head right for the stairs. He turned and with everything turn, his back would receive a sharp pain. Once he got to the bottom, a loud agonizing groan escaped his lips. George headed right down to him. He kicked Thomas in the stomach, which caused Thomas to whimper in pain. But this time, he took one of George's legs and pulled it, which caused George to fall on his back. Thomas took this chance, and got up as quickly as possible. He made a run- a limped run towards the stairs and then to Noah's room. Once he got in there, he locked the door. „Noah?!" Thomas screamed-shouted and sure enough, his son came out of under the bed. „D-daddy!" Noah ran into Thomas' arms. „I-I already called a police officer! They'll be here!" Thomas' eyes widen. „I'm so p-proud of you Noah. Y-ou're so intelligent!" Said Thomas, stroking his littles son's hair. „Hello? Noah? Are you still there?" a feminine voice was heard from under the bed. Thomas crouched, and extended his hands towards the phone. „H-hello? This is Thomas speaking..." „Alright. Where are you two now?" „We're in my son's bedroom." „Okay. Don't worry. They'll be here in no time." After that, a loud bang was heard on the door. „THOMAS! OPEN UP!" Both Thomas and Noah looked at the door. „THOMAS! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" Thomas' eyes widened. George was strong, and he knew he was capable of breaking the door down. He quickly got Noah's curtains and sheets and started tying them together. „Alright Noah! Come here!" Noah obeyed, and rushed towards his father. Thomas started tying it around Noah's tiny waist. After that, he opened the window, and gestured for Noah to come towards it.

He took Noah and sat him on the windowsill. Noah gasped. „D-daddy! I can't leave you h-here!" Thomas kissed his forehead. „Don't worry honey. Daddy is gonna be fine, yeah?" After that he gave Noah a weak little smile. He started slowly pulling his son down. After he was completely on the ground, the door was busted open. Thomas let go of the sheets, and looked at his furious boyfriend. He quickly turned his head at Noah, and yelled „RUN NOAH!" George quickly pulled Thomas' hair, and sent him flying to the other side of the room. „YOU BASTARD!" Yelled George, and threw Noah's lamp at him, causing it to shatter the second it hit the cool wooden ground. George then made his way towards the Brit. Thomas quickly reacted, and took a bigger peace of glass. Once George stepped close to Thomas, he swung the glass, causing it to slash George's face. Velvet liquid ran quickly down his cheeks, escaping the freshly made wound. George clutched his fist, and threw one at Thomas. Once it connected with his jaw, he hit the ground. George spun him around, and strattled him. Hr started choking Thomas. „You son of a bitch!" Thomas was so close to passing out, but then, he heard a gun shot. The next thing he knew, he was being carried bridal style out of the house.

«1 day time skip»

Thomas started to slowly opened his eyes. He blinded 2 times before groaning. That caused his son and and unknown person to look at his direction. He then heard a gasp. „Daddy! You're awake!" Noah ran towards his father, who lay still in his hospital bed, and hugged him. Thomas then turned his head to an unknown brown haired male. He was sitting in a chair, looking at both of them and smiling. He got up, and walked towards them. „Good morning Mr. Sangster. I work for the police. I received a phonecall yesterday, and it was your son. I must say your son is a very smart boy. After we were sent towards your house, I saw him running towards us, so I let him in the car. He gave me a pair of spare keys to your house and told us to hurry. If we had to break the door down, it would take longer, then just opening it with a key. Your son is a life savior." Thomas was in utter shock. He embraced his little son and said, „I'm so proud of you Noah. So proud." Noah then looked at Dylan. „I like him! He's very nice. He let me stay the night at his house, and then we went to visit you today." Thomas then looked at Dylan. „Thank you so much. I appreciate that. He loves policemen, don't you Noah?" Said Thomas, stroking his son's soft chestnut colored hair. „It's no biggie, Mr. Sangster." „Please call me Thomas." Said the blonde, smiling. „Alright Thomas. My names is Dylan." he smiled while talking.

After 30 more minutes of talking, Dylan was called to return to his job. He got up, and headed for the door. Once he opened it, he looked back, and said, „After you get better, we could go out sometime?" Thomas blushed. „Sure, I would like that Dyl." Dylan smiled. „Alright. See you Noah. See you Tommy." After that, he went out, and closed the door behind him. Noah then looked at his now completely red dad. „Are you two gonna get married?" Thomas' eyes widened. „W-what? Noah, I-" „I like him." Thomas smiled.

„Yeah, me too."

«1410 words :D»