APH Fic Reaching Out chapter 2
Title: Reaching Out
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Turkey, Ukraine, Ancient Greece, Rome cameo, Greece, Hungary, Fatherly TurkeyxGreece, Fatherly TurkeyxHungary, TurkeyxHungary
Rating: T
Warnings: None I think.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Ten years ago Sadiqs wife Helena took his son away from him. Now happily remarried with a daughter a single call brings the son that hates him back into his life.
Sadiqs hands were shaking as Ekaterina placed a cup of coffee in them.
“Drink up.” she instructed. “If you didn’t have to drive I would give you something stronger.”
“I can’t believe this.” Sadiq whispered. “Helena is dead? She wants me to be Hercules guardian? She is the one that took the custody away from me!”
“Maybe she felt guilty? Neither you nor I know what she was thinking.” Ekaterina said.
“She had my contact information. My cell phone number has never changed. If she felt guilty she could have called.” Sadiq said snorting. “What
I want to know s why she put me as the one custody is given to and not that bastard!”
“And you might find out the answers to the questions once you get there.” Ekaterina said firmly. “Now go. I’ll prepare the guest room.”
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“Thank you for…finally coming, Mr. Adnan.” Sanderson said.
“I live in the next town.” Sadiq said. “And traffic was a bitch.”
“Mm.” Sanderson said. “Anyway with the passing of Ms. Helena Karpusi has saddened us all. In her will she states that her son, Hercules was to inherit whatever is in her name including the money in her banks and the one that the insurance company is to give. However as he is not yet eighteen it shall remain in the custody of the government until the day of Hercules eighteenth birthday where it shall all be returned.”
“As for the custody of Hercules as states Ms. Karpusi wished for the custody to be given to you. At the moment Hercules is at his house with a police escort. Do you need the address?”
Sadiq swallowed the lump in his throat as he shook his head. “I still remember.”
“Good.” Sanderson said nodding his head. He passed Sadiq a folder filled with papers. “That is anything that you need for the legal standpoint. Proper adoption papers and the such.”
“Adoption papers?” Sadiq repeated. “Hercules is my son, why would I need adoption papers?”
“After the divorce with custody given completely to Ms. Karpusi that doing, once again in a legal standpoint, listed her as the only parent with the father having no rights that comes with being a father.” Sanderson said. “Legally with the death of Ms. Karpusi Hercules was an orphan.”
Sadiq finally asked the question that had been burning on his tongue. “And what has happened with Romulus Vargas?”
“Ah, Mr. Vargas.” Sanderson said. He rifled through a pile of papers on his desk. “According to Ms. Karpusi Mr. Vargas is to have nothing to do with Hercules or any of her assets. Besides that there is nothing else on him in her will.”
“One more question.” Sadiq said. “Helena was in her thirties, why would she have a will?”
Sanderson shrugged. “Some people make out their wills long before they actually should. Perhaps it is paranoia, perhaps it is to simply have it there to make sure, or some people simply feel threatened enough that they feel that they should.”
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Sadiq felt his heart stop for the second time that day when he saw Hercules sitting on the couch looking through a photo album. When Hercules realized that someone was looking at him he raised his head, and when he realized it was his father he sneered and turned back to the photo album.
Sadiq swallowed the lump in his throat, he looked so much like Helena that it was almost hurting him. “Hercules. I’m here…to take you back to my home.”
Hercules turned a page in the photo album. “Not going.”
“Well I’m afraid that you don’t have a say in the manner.” Sadiq said. “Now then gather whatever you can, we’ll come back later, and let’s go.”
“So you got deaf in old age.” Hercules said still not looking at his father. “I told you I’m not going.”
Grinding his teeth lightly and the last of his patience dwindling Sadiq crossed the remaining distance to where Hercules was sitting and grabbed his arm.
“I don’t want to use force because you are my son.” he said through clenched teeth. “However you are no longer a child, you are almost a grown man. However you are enough of a child that the law dictates that I need to take care of you. Now one way or another you will be coming with me, it can be the easy way or the hard way your choice.”
Hercules glared at his father. “You’re not the boss of me.”
“Well tough.” Sadiq spat. “Because the law states that I am. Now get all your things, we are leaving.”
Hercules gave him one more glare before he pulled his arm out of Sadiqs grip and went to his room.
Sadiq sighed and rubbed his forehead. “I already have a headache.”
He looked around the room while Hercules packed. Pictures were hung everywhere showing Hercules growth from childhood into a teenager. He noted, with a prick of irritation, that Romulus was a prominent figure in the pictures as well. He sneered at one of them where Romulus, Helena, and Hercules were all smiling at the camera.
“What about Socrates?” Hercules asked coming out from his room with a suitcase in hand and his backpack on his back.
“Who?” Sadiq asked. However at that moment he felt Socrates, the cat, rubbing against his legs before going to Hercules.
“I’m not leaving him.” Hercules said.
Sadiq closed his eyes and prayed for more patience. “Do you have a cage?”
Hercules shook his head.
“Well then you’re going to have to hold him the entire trip.” Sadiq said. “Where are his things as well?”
Hercules nodded to the bag next to the door. “Food, litter box, toys are all in there.” he said as he bent down to pick up Socrates.
Sadiq picked up Hercules suitcase and the one filled with the cat’s things. “Make sure to lock the door properly.” he instructed as they left the house. “The windows are all closed?”
Hercules nodded as he locked the door.
As they loaded everything into the door Hercules slid into the passenger seat and Sadiq took the driver.
“Get comfortable.” Sadiq said. “It’s a bit of a long drive.”
For the first twenty minutes of the ride nothing was said. Sadiq shook his head to get of the feeling of deja-vu he had.
“I got remarried.” Sadiq said. Hercules didn’t look from the window or stop petting the cat on his lap.
“Her name is Ekaterina and she is wonderful woman. Very nice and caring.” he continued. “We have a daughter named Elizaveta, your half-sister, and she’s five years old.”
Hercules remained silent.
Sadiq sighed. “You’re going to be a part of this family kid; I suggest that you get to know a few things.”
“I’ll be out of here and back home in two years.” Hercules said.
“Well then for the next two years my home is going to be your home.” Sadiq said. “And I expect you to treat everyone and everything there with respect.”
“Treat your whore with respect?” Hercules asked.
“Don’t you ever say that!” Sadiq snarled trying to keep steady on the road. “Never! And if I ever hear you say that again I will take my belt and beat it out of you!”
“Child abuse.” Hercules said smirking. “Nice.”
Sadiq tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “Hate me all you want, but you will not bring that hatred towards Ekaterina or Elizaveta. They didn’t do anything to deserve and as a matter of fact neither did I.”
“You left us.” Hercules reminded him. “Left us without anything.”
“I left. Because your mother had taken all of the custody that I had away from me and I could no longer stay in that town.” Sadiq said as he tried to relax. “I couldn’t even contact you without Helena saying that I could and when I did try she refused to let me.”
“Liar.” Hercules said. “You’re just a fucking liar.”
“Believe whatever the hell you want Hercules.” Sadiq snapped at him. “You’re not a kid anymore so you can make your own opinion, however it’s clear that you still allowed your mother to put her own opinions in you.”
“My mother’s opinions are the right ones.” Hercules said. “That’s why I believe in them too.”
“Oh really?” Sadiq asked. “Did she ever tell you why we divorced?”
“Because you no longer cared about us and left us.” Hercules said immediately.
Sadiq smirked. “Wrong. Completely wrong. I will admit I left but it’s not because of the reason she told you.”
Hercules sneered at him.
“I left.” Sadiq said slowly. “Because your mother had been cheating on me with Romulus for the past four months.”
“Liar.” Hercules said. “I don’t believe you.”
Sadiq shrugged. “I don’t care. It’s the truth whether or not you choose to believe it.”
“I hate you.” Hercules said.
“I really didn’t want it to come to this.” Sadiq said. “But trust me now, the feelings mutual.”
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Turkey, Ukraine, Ancient Greece, Rome cameo, Greece, Hungary, Fatherly TurkeyxGreece, Fatherly TurkeyxHungary, TurkeyxHungary
Rating: T
Warnings: None I think.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Ten years ago Sadiqs wife Helena took his son away from him. Now happily remarried with a daughter a single call brings the son that hates him back into his life.
Sadiqs hands were shaking as Ekaterina placed a cup of coffee in them.
“Drink up.” she instructed. “If you didn’t have to drive I would give you something stronger.”
“I can’t believe this.” Sadiq whispered. “Helena is dead? She wants me to be Hercules guardian? She is the one that took the custody away from me!”
“Maybe she felt guilty? Neither you nor I know what she was thinking.” Ekaterina said.
“She had my contact information. My cell phone number has never changed. If she felt guilty she could have called.” Sadiq said snorting. “What
I want to know s why she put me as the one custody is given to and not that bastard!”
“And you might find out the answers to the questions once you get there.” Ekaterina said firmly. “Now go. I’ll prepare the guest room.”
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“Thank you for…finally coming, Mr. Adnan.” Sanderson said.
“I live in the next town.” Sadiq said. “And traffic was a bitch.”
“Mm.” Sanderson said. “Anyway with the passing of Ms. Helena Karpusi has saddened us all. In her will she states that her son, Hercules was to inherit whatever is in her name including the money in her banks and the one that the insurance company is to give. However as he is not yet eighteen it shall remain in the custody of the government until the day of Hercules eighteenth birthday where it shall all be returned.”
“As for the custody of Hercules as states Ms. Karpusi wished for the custody to be given to you. At the moment Hercules is at his house with a police escort. Do you need the address?”
Sadiq swallowed the lump in his throat as he shook his head. “I still remember.”
“Good.” Sanderson said nodding his head. He passed Sadiq a folder filled with papers. “That is anything that you need for the legal standpoint. Proper adoption papers and the such.”
“Adoption papers?” Sadiq repeated. “Hercules is my son, why would I need adoption papers?”
“After the divorce with custody given completely to Ms. Karpusi that doing, once again in a legal standpoint, listed her as the only parent with the father having no rights that comes with being a father.” Sanderson said. “Legally with the death of Ms. Karpusi Hercules was an orphan.”
Sadiq finally asked the question that had been burning on his tongue. “And what has happened with Romulus Vargas?”
“Ah, Mr. Vargas.” Sanderson said. He rifled through a pile of papers on his desk. “According to Ms. Karpusi Mr. Vargas is to have nothing to do with Hercules or any of her assets. Besides that there is nothing else on him in her will.”
“One more question.” Sadiq said. “Helena was in her thirties, why would she have a will?”
Sanderson shrugged. “Some people make out their wills long before they actually should. Perhaps it is paranoia, perhaps it is to simply have it there to make sure, or some people simply feel threatened enough that they feel that they should.”
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Sadiq felt his heart stop for the second time that day when he saw Hercules sitting on the couch looking through a photo album. When Hercules realized that someone was looking at him he raised his head, and when he realized it was his father he sneered and turned back to the photo album.
Sadiq swallowed the lump in his throat, he looked so much like Helena that it was almost hurting him. “Hercules. I’m here…to take you back to my home.”
Hercules turned a page in the photo album. “Not going.”
“Well I’m afraid that you don’t have a say in the manner.” Sadiq said. “Now then gather whatever you can, we’ll come back later, and let’s go.”
“So you got deaf in old age.” Hercules said still not looking at his father. “I told you I’m not going.”
Grinding his teeth lightly and the last of his patience dwindling Sadiq crossed the remaining distance to where Hercules was sitting and grabbed his arm.
“I don’t want to use force because you are my son.” he said through clenched teeth. “However you are no longer a child, you are almost a grown man. However you are enough of a child that the law dictates that I need to take care of you. Now one way or another you will be coming with me, it can be the easy way or the hard way your choice.”
Hercules glared at his father. “You’re not the boss of me.”
“Well tough.” Sadiq spat. “Because the law states that I am. Now get all your things, we are leaving.”
Hercules gave him one more glare before he pulled his arm out of Sadiqs grip and went to his room.
Sadiq sighed and rubbed his forehead. “I already have a headache.”
He looked around the room while Hercules packed. Pictures were hung everywhere showing Hercules growth from childhood into a teenager. He noted, with a prick of irritation, that Romulus was a prominent figure in the pictures as well. He sneered at one of them where Romulus, Helena, and Hercules were all smiling at the camera.
“What about Socrates?” Hercules asked coming out from his room with a suitcase in hand and his backpack on his back.
“Who?” Sadiq asked. However at that moment he felt Socrates, the cat, rubbing against his legs before going to Hercules.
“I’m not leaving him.” Hercules said.
Sadiq closed his eyes and prayed for more patience. “Do you have a cage?”
Hercules shook his head.
“Well then you’re going to have to hold him the entire trip.” Sadiq said. “Where are his things as well?”
Hercules nodded to the bag next to the door. “Food, litter box, toys are all in there.” he said as he bent down to pick up Socrates.
Sadiq picked up Hercules suitcase and the one filled with the cat’s things. “Make sure to lock the door properly.” he instructed as they left the house. “The windows are all closed?”
Hercules nodded as he locked the door.
As they loaded everything into the door Hercules slid into the passenger seat and Sadiq took the driver.
“Get comfortable.” Sadiq said. “It’s a bit of a long drive.”
For the first twenty minutes of the ride nothing was said. Sadiq shook his head to get of the feeling of deja-vu he had.
“I got remarried.” Sadiq said. Hercules didn’t look from the window or stop petting the cat on his lap.
“Her name is Ekaterina and she is wonderful woman. Very nice and caring.” he continued. “We have a daughter named Elizaveta, your half-sister, and she’s five years old.”
Hercules remained silent.
Sadiq sighed. “You’re going to be a part of this family kid; I suggest that you get to know a few things.”
“I’ll be out of here and back home in two years.” Hercules said.
“Well then for the next two years my home is going to be your home.” Sadiq said. “And I expect you to treat everyone and everything there with respect.”
“Treat your whore with respect?” Hercules asked.
“Don’t you ever say that!” Sadiq snarled trying to keep steady on the road. “Never! And if I ever hear you say that again I will take my belt and beat it out of you!”
“Child abuse.” Hercules said smirking. “Nice.”
Sadiq tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “Hate me all you want, but you will not bring that hatred towards Ekaterina or Elizaveta. They didn’t do anything to deserve and as a matter of fact neither did I.”
“You left us.” Hercules reminded him. “Left us without anything.”
“I left. Because your mother had taken all of the custody that I had away from me and I could no longer stay in that town.” Sadiq said as he tried to relax. “I couldn’t even contact you without Helena saying that I could and when I did try she refused to let me.”
“Liar.” Hercules said. “You’re just a fucking liar.”
“Believe whatever the hell you want Hercules.” Sadiq snapped at him. “You’re not a kid anymore so you can make your own opinion, however it’s clear that you still allowed your mother to put her own opinions in you.”
“My mother’s opinions are the right ones.” Hercules said. “That’s why I believe in them too.”
“Oh really?” Sadiq asked. “Did she ever tell you why we divorced?”
“Because you no longer cared about us and left us.” Hercules said immediately.
Sadiq smirked. “Wrong. Completely wrong. I will admit I left but it’s not because of the reason she told you.”
Hercules sneered at him.
“I left.” Sadiq said slowly. “Because your mother had been cheating on me with Romulus for the past four months.”
“Liar.” Hercules said. “I don’t believe you.”
Sadiq shrugged. “I don’t care. It’s the truth whether or not you choose to believe it.”
“I hate you.” Hercules said.
“I really didn’t want it to come to this.” Sadiq said. “But trust me now, the feelings mutual.”