SOUL REVENGE OF DRAKE

Bogg didn't understand what anything was happening. When he and Jeffrey had come to headquarters for much needed rest, the kid acted normal. A happy go lucky kid, ready to frolic and have some fun. Course, the kid's idea of having fun was to iether read or be in working on computers with Joseph or spending time with Morgan if she was there while they were there.

Those kids were inseperable. Ever since they first met last year and found they had so much in common and do hardly get a chance to see each other and when they do it's like it will be the last time for who knows when....

Bogg knocks on Jeffrey's door. "I'm going to see Olivia, Jeffrey. If you need me or want to talk, you'll know where to find me."

"Okay," came the answer that sounded forced.

Sighing, Bogg left the apartment, not knowing Jeffrey would follow him.

Jeffrey had gotten dressed in jeans and a plain blue polo shirt and put on his socks and sneakers.
He wanted to make sure Bogg didn't see him, but he also wanted to go and see if Morgan was all right. The guilt he felt was unbearable.

Bogg knocks on the door to Olivia's apartment and the blond woman answers. Her face was taunt, her blue eyes had been crying.
"Liv, what happened?" he asked, forgeting about his own troubles with Jeffrey.
"Oh, Bogg! It was horrible!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck.
Bogg shuts the door as Jeffrey gets close. Jeffrey stands behind the door to listen.

"Tell me. Someone has too, lord knows Jeffrey isn't." Bogg led her to the table.
"What do you mean? What's wrong with Jeffrey?"
Bogg sighs for the upteenth time that day.

"I don't know, Liv. He won't tell me a thing and I know he's in pain. Something's happened to him since we've been here and seems it's getting worse!"

Olivia nods her head. "I know. I have the same problem with Morgan. Oh, Bogg, when I came home this afternoon, she was in the shower, on the floor and the water was ice cold!"

"Is she okay?"

Olivia shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know, Bogg. She's asleep right now, but it took me sooo damn long to get her calmed down. She kept saying, 'it's not his fault! it's not his fault!'"

Bogg gives Olivia a strange look. "That's funny, Liv. Cuz, when I came home, Jeffrey was also the shower, screamng about something. I went in and he looks at me with pain his eyes. He kept saying, 'it's all my fault, Bogg! It's all my fault!'"

Olivia went over to get the pot of coffee from the stove. She showed Bogg the kettle and he nodded.
"Something MUST have happened to those kids and they're afraid to tell us, Bogg. I don't know what it is, but it's tearing Morgan apart."

"Same with Jeffrey. He's crying all the time and taking tons of showers and they are steaming hot. It's as if he's trying to burn something out of him."

"Jeffrey!!!! Nooooo!!!!" came the blood curly scream from the bedroom.
"What the hell?!" Olivia gasped.

Bogg and Olivia jumped out of their chairs and ran to the bedroom. Morgan was thrashing in her bed, her arms and legs flinging about.

Olivia dives to the bed and grabs Morgan by the arms, trying to push them down.

"Morgan, wake up, honey. It's just a dream." Olivia said.

She looks up at Bogg, who was watching with shock in his sky-blue eyes.

"I can't calm her, Bogg."

"Jeffrey! Help me! Jeffrey, stop! It hurts! Make it stop!!!" Morgan screamed.

"She needs Jeffrey, Bogg. Will you get him?"

Bogg nodded and headed for the door. To his surprise, Jeffrey is all ready there.

"Sorry, Bogg. I had to follow you. I wanted to make sure Morgan's okay,"

"All right, go in. But, we're NOT done talking. Not by a long shot,"

Jeffrey nods and goes in the room. A second later, Olivia comes out, hope in her eyes.

"If anyone can bring Morgan out of it, it would be Jeffrey." she smiles.

Bogg nods and they head back to the table and their coffee and wait...

In the bedroom, Jeffrey is holding Morgan. She whimpers in his arms and wraps him tight.

"It's okay, Morgan. You're safe now," he whispers.

"How can we be, Jeffrey? With Drake still out there.." she said in broken sobs.

"I'll protect you. The only way I know how," he tells her.

They stay that way for awhile, Morgan rubbing Jeffrey's back. The rubbing felt good against his clothes and he wished she would rub his skin. He ached to be with her.

DAMN DRAKE! He would have never felt this way for Morgan if it weren't for Drake. His heart pounded so hard he was sure she felt it.
His hand automatically went up to her breasts and caressed it gingerly. Morgan moaned as he pressed his lips against hers, opening them with his tongue.

"Jeffrey..." she moaned.

He doesn't hear her. Something inside him was testing him, to see how far he would actually go at a moment like this. WITH OUT DRAKE.

He felt his cock getting hard and pressing against her, wanting to go in. His hand slides down to her cilt and starts to rub her.

"Jeffrey, stop!!!" Morgan cries, tring to push his hand away.

Out at the table, Bogg and Olivia hears the screams.

"What the fuck is going on in there?!" Bogg says s he runs to the bed room.

When he goes in the bedroom, what he sees is shocking. Jeffrey is on top of Morgan, holding her hands with one hand and the other free hand in between her legs! The boy is kissing her breasts and hard.
Morgan looks over at Bogg, pleading him with her blue/grey eyes.

"Jeffrey, stop!!!" Bogg hollered, rushing to the bed.

Bogg grabs the boy's arms and yanks Jeff off of Morgan. Olivia goes to her young partner, who is sobbing in her arms.

"It's not his fault, Bogg. He doesn't know what he's doing!" Morgan cries.

Bogg looks at Jeff and the look on the boy's face is as if he was in a trance.

"Jeff, come on, kid. Snap out of it!" Bogg slaps the boy on the face and Jeff blinks.

"Bogg? What, what happened? What's going on?" he asks.

"That what I'd like to know. You just tried to rape Morgan!!"

With terror in his eyes, Jeff looks over at Morgan.

"Noooooo!!!!" Jeff cried and runs from the apartment.

"OH, shit..." Bogg moans.

Something was terribly wrong with this kids. Something terribly wrong and he was going to find out what it is, even if he wasn't going to like it...