Date: Wed, 10 May 2006 16:39:15 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Escape from There Ch. 1

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Escape from There

Chapter 1

I had just picked my son up from tutoring a couple students at school when
Danny said, "Stop Dad, there is something back there."

I backed the car up and he hopped out then ran down into the alley. I put
the car in park and reached onto the glove box and got the torch. Grabbing a
blanket, I turned the light on and walked into the dark alley. "Hurry Dad,"
my son said. "It's a boy and he's really bad off."

I ran down to him and my torch shined on a lad of about 12 or so. "Bloody
hell son," I said. "It looks like he's been to hell and back again."

Danny lifted his jumper and looked him over then said, "I don't see anything
here Dad,"

I took out my mobile and dialed 999 and requested an ambulance to my
location saying, "This is Dr. Franklin, I've found an injured boy of about
12. I can't see any apparent injuries but he needs to be seen in casualty
straight away." I rang off then said, "Danny, I'm going to need you to
follow us in the car. I'll be riding with him to hospital."

Danny ran and got my bag while I monitored his vitals until the ambulance
arrived. I heard the distinctive high low wail of the vehicle as it got
closer. Danny waited by my car so he could show the men where to come. The
ambulance pulled in behind my car and got their gear and started slowly
making their way down the alley. I shined my torch on them and said, "Come
on lads, be quick about it now."

I moved on the other side of him and got a huge whiff of him. The men put
him in a collar and we log rolled him onto a back board. "When you get his
clothes off be careful, he's soiled himself." I said. "I'm Dr. Miles
Franklin, Head of Pediatric Urology at Poole Hospital."

"Alright Sir," the paramedic said. "We'll just get him loaded and then
evaluate him in the back."

They wheeled him to their unit and we started removing his clothing. "Crikey
Sir, he did soil himself. Look Doctor, he's wearing a nappy."

The medic and I checked his arms and legs for signs of fractures then rolled
him onto his side so he could get cleaned up. The driver turned on the air
conditioning full blast so the back could be aired out. The paramedic was
cleaning his bum when he said, "Bloody hell, this boy's been raped doctor."

I looked at his bottom and his rectum was gaping wide open. "Who could have
done this to a child?"

"I don't know Sir," the paramedic said. "But I'd like a few minutes with him
back in that alley."

Once he was cleaned, the medic started an IV then he asked, "Take him to
Poole Sir?"

We were 5 minutes from there so I nodded yes. Danny followed as we made it
to Casualty in about 3 minutes. He was wheeled onto an exam room where Dr.
Freddie Drew looked at me and said, "What have you got Miles?"

"Dunno mate," I said. "Danny spotted him in an alley as we were going home.
He'd soiled himself and when the medic was cleaning him, it was discovered
he'd been seriously assaulted."

The medic was checking his vitals again then said, "Sirs, you better have a
look at this."

We went over to the table and Freddie said, "What do you make of this
Miles?"

I looked and saw 3 small scars on his abdomen. "Looks like he's had a
laparoscopic procedure done sometime recently," I said as I removed the
sheet covering him. "Bloody hell, look at this Freddie."

"Damn," he said looking at his bits. "Why would he need this? He's too young
to be in puberty."

"Let's get some x-rays of his head, neck and spine," I said. "Then I want a
CT or his abdomen and pelvis."

"You better notify the police and the social workers," Freddy said.

"I want him," I said moving his blonde locks out of his eyes.

"You a fosterer mate?" Freddy asked.

"It's been a while but yeah," I replied moving out of the way for x-ray to
get in.

We stepped out of the room so the films could be taken. Danny came up to me
and said, "How bad is he Dad?"

"Pretty bad son," I said. "Someone buggered him good."

"Why," Danny asked as he couldn't hold the tears any longer.

Easy lad," I said or you'll soil your nappy too.

"Too late Dad," he said through his tears.

"Go get one out of your pack and I'll change you," I said.

I grabbed a nurse and said, "Stay with the lad until I get back or until
they take him to CT scan."

"Yes Sir," she said.

I took Danny into an empty room and quickly changed his wet nappy. "Daddy
you gotta do something for him."

I secured his nappy and he pulled his trousers up then I got him off the
table. I saw Freddie coming out of the room followed by the boy on the
stretcher. "They're taking him to CT now Miles. I called the police and they
will bring a social worker."

"He's not going anywhere," I said. "I'm having him admitted to my service.
He's going to need surgery to repair his rectum plus I want to know what
else is going on."

We had been talking about 20 minutes when he was rolled back into the exam
room. Freddie and I looked at the x-rays first and nothing seemed out of the
ordinary. I was about to put the CT films up when a young policewoman and
old lady came down the hall. The old biddy thought she could take over by
saying, "Where's the child."

I moved in front of the door and asked, "Who might you be, my good Madam?"

"I'm Mrs. Bingley from Social Services," she said still trying to push past
me.

Freddy stepped in and said, "Ma'am, that is for authorized personnel only."

The young officer looked at me and said, "And might I enquire as to who you
might me?"

Freddy looked at her and said, "This is Dr. Miles Franklin. He's on staff
here."

"Excuse me Sir, I didn't know," the officer said. "We got a report of child
what was sexually assaulted."

"It appears so," I said. "But at the moment he's still unconscious. And Mrs.
Bingley, I was fosterer. I want to foster him when he is able to be released
from hospital."

"How long will that be?" She asked.

"Right now I'm not sure," I said. "He's going to need several operations to
repair his rectum plus what else may be wrong with him."

"Miles," Freddie said from inside the exam room.

He was standing looking at the CT films. "What the hell?" I said not
believing what I was seeing. "Does that look like he's had surgery there?"

"It certainly looks like it," Freddie says. "But I can't tell why though."

I looked at the films and could not for the life of me figure out what this
boy was put through. I wanted him put into a private room and there was one
available on the pediatric unit. We started to move him up to his room when
he started moaning. "No don't please. No more, I can't take it."

I stopped the nurses then went to his side. "It's alright lad," I said
softly. "You're safe now. You're in hospital."

A nurse came along side of me and he screamed, "NO PLEASE! I can't take it
any more. Don't put anything else in my bum."

I looked at the nurse and said, "Step back out of his vision."

She stepped back and I looked at the boy and said, "No one is going to put
anything in your bum son. Please trust me now, you're safe."

Mrs. Bingley came around to the other side and said, "Now what's your name
son?"

He turned his head, looked at her and passed out. "Get him to his room
straight away," I said. "You madam, come with me."

I went into the doctor's lounge and said, "Just what were you doing? Didn't
you see the fragile state he was in?"

"I was just doing my job Doctor," she said. "We have to find out who he is
and notify his parents."

"Even if they were the ones who did this to him?" I asked. "I was about to
get his name if you'd just let me handle it. For right now, no female is to
have any contact with him because of his mental state."

"If you want to foster him," she started.

"If you don't want to be permanently barred from this hospital and your
supervisor notified that you caused the boy to pass out because of his
fragile state of mind, you'll follow my instructions. Do we understand each
other?"

She thought about it then finally relented to my orders. "Very well Doctor,"
she said. "But I need to know who he is for our records."

"For right now, his name is John Doe," I said. "Now I have to find a male
nurse to care for him. I will be on touch."

I left the lounge and went to the lift. The policewoman was standing there
and said, "I'll get a male officer here. I know a young man who is very good
with children. He won't say anything to him until you left him know it's
safe."

"Thanks officer," I said as the lift door opened.

I entered the lift then pressed 3. I got off when the doors opened then
walked to the nurse's station. I found the head nurse and requested she call
the nursing supervisor. Once she was on the phone I said, "This is Dr.
Franklin. I have a patient who is in a very fragile state and the sight of
females makes him most upset. I need three male nurses with pediatric
experience."

"There is one on in another area of the ward Doctor," she said. "If you let
me speak to the head nurse I'll make the arrangements."

While I was on the phone, Danny had followed me to the floor. He walked down
the hall and saw the boy lying there in his bed. He slipped inside and
closed the door so no one would see that he was in there.

I got the room number from the nurse and took his chart with me then went to
see if he was awake again. When I walked in I got the start of my life. The
boy was awake holding Danny's hand like a life line. "How'd you get up here
son?" I asked startling both boys.

"I knew where you work Dad," he said.

As Danny was speaking to me I heard the boy gasp. "Oh no," he said as his
bladder emptied into his nappy.

"Relax mate," Danny said. "That's me Dad. Remember me telling you about
him?"

"O oh," he said wiggling.

"What happened?" Danny asked.

The boy started crying and said, "I soiled meself. I'm sorry Sir, I can't
`elp it"

I walked over to him and said softly, "It's alright lad. There's nothing to
be ashamed of."

Danny stood and undid his trousers and showed the boy the white nappy hidden
beneath them. "See mate," he said. "I wear them too."

The boy relaxed some then said, "Oh, I guess I don't feel so bad then. I
just wish I could get things to work so I don't."

There was a knock at the door then a young male nurse came in carrying a
large supply of nappies. "The head nurse said to bring these down when I
came, Sir," the young nurse said. "I'm Bradley Porter. I'll be here until
tomorrow morning."

"Thank you Bradley," I said looking back over to the boy. "Tell me lad, what
is your name."

"Jennings Sir," he said. "Oliver Jennings."

"Nice to meet you Oliver," I said pulling up a chair. "I'm Dr. Franklin and
this is my son Danny."

Bradley set the nappies on the cart then left to continue with his other
duties. Oliver was squirming in the bed then said, "Sir, could I trouble you
please? I really need a change."

Danny stood up and said, "Would you like me to do it?"

He started blushing when Danny asked the question then said, "Uh sure, that
would be great."

Danny went over and got a nappy off the cart then took a wash cloth and got
it wet with warm water. Danny pulled the chair over and climbed onto it then
lowered the covers. He undid the tabs then lowered the front of the nappy.
"Lift your bum mate," Danny said as he tugged on it.

Oliver lifted as the wet garment slid out from under him. Oliver was
watching Danny as he gently washed his little penis and carefully retracted
the foreskin making sure to clean thoroughly around the head. Danny rewet
the cloth then washed what was Oliver's scrotum and inside his thighs. Danny
nudged him and he rolled over onto his side so he could clean his bum.

Once that was done, Danny placed the nappy on the bed and Oliver rolled back
on to it spreading his legs. I handed him the lotion and he squeezed some
into his hand then rubbed it into Oliver's skin so his skin wouldn't break
down. Oliver rolled back onto his side and Danny quickly rubbed some into
his bum.

Oliver rolled back onto the nappy then Danny shook some powder onto his
crotch and then pulled the nappy up and secured it tightly with the tabs.

I helped Danny off the bed as Oliver said, "Danny, I didn't mean to stare
but what's wrong with you?"

Danny put the things away then said, "Nothing's wrong with me mate. I'm a
dwarf, but we prefer to be called little people."

"Oh," he said. "Is that why you have to wear a nappy?"

"Yep," Danny said. "And before you ask, it's doesn't bother me. I have a
small bladder and my stomach pushes on my intestines and I can't hold my
bowels very well."

I looked at my watch and it was well after 8. I'm glad it was Friday and
Danny didn't have school. I wanted to talk with him in detail about what had
happened to him but I was hungry and I knew he had to be tired. I saw him
yawn and asked, "Are you getting sleepy kiddo?"

"Sorta Sir," he said. "But I'm afraid if I do, someone's gonna come in and
put something in my bum again."

I pushed the call bell and Bradley came in and said, "May I help you?"

"Bradley will you please tell Oliver here who else is allowed in this room,"
I asked.

"Other than you Sir, no one," he said. "Can I get something for you Oliver?"

I looked at Oliver and said, "I can get you something to help you sleep if
you'd like."

"How would I take it Sir?" He asked.

"It's a liquid," I said. "You just drink it."

"What does it taste like?" He said suspiciously.

"It's cherry flavored," I said.

"O Oh OK," he said like he still wasn't sure.

I wrote an order for 5mg Ambien liquid then said to Bradley, "5mgs of Ambien
liquid."

I handed him the chart before he left and a few minutes later he was back
with the medicine. Oliver sniffed the liquid then looked at me and said,
"This won't hurt my stomach, will it?"

"No son," I said. "Not at all."

"Dad wouldn't lie to you mate," Danny said.

Oliver drank down the liquid then said, "Mmmm, it does taste pretty good."

We stayed there with him until the medicine took effect and as he got
drowsy, Danny was holding his hand. Once I knew he was sleeping soundly,
Danny and I let him sleep."

We walked outside and I saw Bradley at the nurse's station. He looked at me
and said, "Yes Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Check in on Oliver a couple of times during the night and make sure he's
not wet," I said. "Also, be careful around his rectum."

"Yes Sir," Bradley said. "I'll take good care of him. What is it about
females?"

"I'm not sure," I said. "Maybe it was women who abused him. But what ever it
is, I'll find out when I talk with him more tomorrow. Call me if there are
any problems with him."

Danny and I left the hospital and tried once again to get home. We were both
starving so I got us each an order of fish and chips to go. We got home
about 10 and Danny looked at me and asked, "What are the chances of
fostering him?"

"Dunno son," I said taking my dinner from the bag. "That old worker really
had her knickers in a bunch after I told her off but I have a few friends
there."

Danny took a couple of chips and stuffed them into his mouth looking lost.
"Why'd someone cut his bollocks off?"

"I don't know son," I said. "That wasn't the only thing that's happened to
him either. I just hope I can figure what did happen and be able to correct
it."

"You're a good doctor," Danny said. "You'll be able to."

"Dunno there son," I said swallowing a bite of fish. "It all depends on what
I find wrong. Some things just can't be fixed when someone goes in and
deliberately damages them."

"You think it could be that bad?" Danny asked sipping on his soda.

"Could be," I said. "I won't know until I can go in and have a look around."

"I really like him Dad," Danny said.

"I saw the looks son," I said. "Just be easy with him. He's quite fragile
right now. I dunno how he'd take to being changed by someone gay and not
telling him. And with his balls gone, he won't get a stiffy to let you know
how he feels."

"Those butchers," Danny said finally losing the battle with his tears.

I wrapped my arms around him and said, "I know son. If I can ever find out
who did it, they will be in prison for a very long time. When he's a little
older, we can start him on hormones so he'll grow and develop like a normal
lad. Now come on and finish your dinner, it's late and I have to see Oliver
tomorrow."

We finished our meal then took Danny into his room and changed his nappy.
After that was done, I did my nightly routine and crawled into bed setting
the alarm for 7.

To be continued