Little Clay Spencer

Chapter 1

Jason didn't know who was at his door but his head was pounding and he didn't want to have get up and deal with anyone for another 12 hours so he wished who ever it was would just go away; but the knocking wouldn't stop. By the time he got up out of his bed and over to the door though, no one was there; no adult atleast. When he opened the door to a little blonde boy sitting in a car seat staring up at him Jason didn't really know what to do. The little boy had blonde hair and big blue eyes and he was chewing on his hand. He had on a pair of blue overalls on and a light blue shirt on underneath, he didn't look more than 1 or 2 years old. Jason just stood there stunned for a munite until the boy squeeled and waved his wet hand up at him; guess the kid noticed he had company now, Jason thought. Jason looked around and down the drive way looking for a car or anyone really not seeing anyone leaving. "Hey little buddy," Jason says squatting down infront of the carseat, there was a bag with him and if Jason didn't think that he was cursed he really thought that he was now. The blue and green baby bag had white letters spelling out CLAY on the side and all Jason can think is that kid is haunting him in the most impossible way. "Okay buddy let's see what's going on," Jason says grabbing the bag and slinging it over his shoulder, getting back up and grabbing the carseat and haulling it into his appartment setting the boy on his little table that counted as a "kitchen table". It really was just a rectangle card table with two chairs next to the window away from the sink. "Hey," Jason says to the little boy as he's stairing up at him, Clay noticing that he's in a new enviroment. Jason unbuckles the kid from the carseat and grabs the diaper bag setting it next to the boy on the fold out tops. When he opens the main zipper of the bag he finds half a pack of diapers and some wipes, some jars of food and a canister of formula on one side and some clothes packed into the other side. He can't find any label or something to explain why there's a baby at his door. When Clay starts to squeel at him again waving his hand at him, Jason looks over and notices a folded piece of paper stuck in the pocket of his overalls. "Ah crap," is all Jason can think. He knows what this feels like and he thinks he knows what's coming when he opens that letter but he was horrible mistaken.

'Jason, now I know what you're thinking, oh crap who the hell did I knock up. Well good news to you -- this isn't your baby. Frankly this isn't anyone's baby because this is the pain in the ass 29 year old rookie that you have on your team who doesn't know when to not mess with a witch.' Jason doesn't know what to think when he reads this and he has to reread the first part 3 times before he really lets it sink in what is being said. And as he looks over at the little boy again he can kind of see it. The light blonde hair and the bright blue eyes look incredibly like his rookie. Looking back at the note,

'My sister decided that little Clay here needed a second chance at a childhood, and took it into her own hands. Now, I don't condone what she did, and I can't really do anything about it seeing as she up and disappeared after the spell, so... I didn't think that I could just abandon the kid at some fire station so I left him with you. Don't worry she already had a plan in place for the where abouts of adult Clay. Your Command will think he's indefinatlly in Africa having to help with his aging and ill grandparents. Being as this is all I really know and all I can give you on the topic, this note is going to change in a munite and you'll be left with little Clay. Take care of the boy.' Jason doesn't know what to think when the letters on the page start to move and rearrange, he partially thinks that he's still asleep and somehow having a very bad nightmare. But the letters stop and have formed another note.

'Jason, I'm sorry I hid this from you but I couldn't take care of him anymore. I should have told you right away when he was born that he was yours but I didn't think that you could handle anymore on your plate. But now... now I can't take care of him anymore. And I couldn't just give him away to the state or to strangers, he should be with his father. Take care of little Clay.' Jason sees a folder sticking out of the baby bag and pulls it out and open looking at the documents, there's a birth certificate for a Clay Hayes and if that doesn't freak him out he doesn't know what does. The date of birth is Oct 14, 2018 making Clay 1 and a half years old, 2 in a few months. The mother's name is filled in as an Alexi Mason, and he doesn't know what to think about that. Judging by the first note, this probably isn't a real woman but what if she is? Is he going to have to deal with her. Going through the paperwork he realizes that no he isn't going to have to have the issue of the mother come up because one of the pages is an abandonment letter and paperwork filled out and custdy papers filled out for Jason.