Family of two

27-Accusations

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Eric's POV

"What?" Eric hissed. He kept his voice down in order not to alert Teddy, when he inquired: "What nonsense is this?"

The men from Candor narrowed their eyes at him.

Easily offended, huh? Eric snorted. They had some nerve! They hadn't even introduced themselves properly, but came right up with their preposterous incrimination. Bile rose up within him as he tensed up. Not knowing what was going on did that to him. Damn! He felt Teddy reacting to his tensed body, crying harder into his shoulder. Eric did the only thing he was able to do at the moment, which was to continue to stroke his little guy's back.

It was the oldest of the three Candor, who then countered: "This is no nonsense, we have a written testimony against you. You'll have to answer a trial in Candor. Now, hand over the child, as it is obvious that he his distraught by you!"

The fury Eric had been able to hold in check until now spread like a wildfire within him and he roared: "I will do no such thing! Of cause he is distraught, he was shot at!"

Teddy whimpered at his outburst. Though the sound was faint it made its way through the all-consuming rage inside of the young father, giving way for one single coherent thought: Calm down. For Teddy.

'Breathe in. Out. Breathe in. Out...'

"...hear me?" A scratch of the talk around him reached him but he didn't pay it any attention.

"...hand over...consequences..."

'Breathe in. Out. Caress. Breathe in. Out. Caress.'

Soft hair under callused hands. 'He's still with me. I can feel him.'

Feeling Teddy in his arms gave Eric the strength to overpower the raging fury and confining it the abyss of his mind. Nobody knew just how much he had already buried there. Finally able to pay again attention to the words being said, he was faced with yet the same order.

"Sir! I said hand the boy over!" As stressed out Candor-boy looked and sounded, as deadly calm Eric was now. For Teddy.

"I will tell you how things are going to be..." His stated his voice like his stance unwavering, without any acknowledgement to the staring and whispering crowd around. "You will give me the time to calm down my son. Then I will have someone of my trust look after him. I won't hand him over to you under any circumstances. Only then I will come with you so we can sort this out."

"Max." He addressed the other man his voice and body language demanding the attention and respect from everyone around. "We will to take this to my office." With that he sidestepped the men, taking charge once again.

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A hundred and forty fife. One hundred forty fife stains had gotten at the wall of his holding cell over the years. The ones in the left corner next to where the rendering had come off-showing the bricks underneath-almost looked like a bird and reminded him of that modeling clay bird Teddy had presented him with. He had fucked up then but he would be damned if he fucked up now and let them take his boy from him. Dauntless never give up! He lived by that credo and whoever was behind all this would soon learn that he wouldn't go down without a fight.