Uilleam Kidd-Eustace brings Keillan to the hospital | Role Reversal

The little boy still sits where he fell from the curb. his lip is bloody, tears still streaming down his face, but he utters not a sound. Those blue eyes, they lock with Kidd's and such a small face should never look so lost. It was so hard for him to find his way home again, the past few days filled with the unknown and terror that he'd be stolen away again. Only to find out he'd never been missed. That his family where upset to see him again.   That he was some terrible unwanted *burden*   Kidd glanced around to the unseen eyes watching, and he *flung* his anger out at them, all the rage and hate building in his heart, *wanting* them to fall to their knees in fear, *willing* them to force themselves into submission.   The boy sobbed at that, drawing Kidd's attention back. Just like he had only a few days before, Kidd haulled the tiny child up into his arms, lifting him from the metaphorical cage instead of a physical one this time.   He did not look back.   niether of them did.