Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 36)

Drix: *pulls up at Thrax's house and unbuckles*

Thrax: *unbuckles him and Ozzy before getting out of the car*

Ozzy: *continues to cling on tightly to him*

Drix: *calls Doug and tells him to bring medical supplies and where to go*

Thrax: *walks inside, carrying Ozzy upstairs and lays him down on the bed, facedown*

Ozzy: *sniffles and reaches for Thrax, trembling*

Drix: *comes into the room* Doug is on his way. *places his hand on Thrax's back*

Thrax: *gently takes Ozzy hand in his own, massaging it gently*

Ozzy: *sniffles, cuddling close*

Drix: *starts to rub Thrax's back*

Thrax: *starts humming a lullaby again*

Drix: .. *leans down and places a kiss on the top of Thrax's head*

Thrax: *goes red in the face at this*

Drix: *pets Ozzy's arm too, deeply worried for him*

Vic: *meanwhile is holding his wife, dabbing her face with a cool cloth*

Marie: *stirs and begins to wake*


Vic: *kisses her on the forehead*

Marie: Vic? *place her hand on her forehead, groaning* What happened?

Vic: *softly* You passed out after what that bitch said.

Marie: *sits up* I just can't believe it that her family was involved in Eve and Rory's murder.

Vic: It came as a shock to little Ozzy as well... he vomited...

Marie: *looks at him* How is he?

Vic: Still in tears... Thrax and Drix are tending him and Drix has called someone named Doug to come take care of Ozzy's wounds.

Marie: *sighs placing her head in her hands*

Vic: *hugs her close* oh my love... *knock on the door*

Marie: *looks up* Who-who is it?

Vic: it might be this Doug fellow... I'll check.

Marie: *nods bring her knees to her chin*

Vic: *opens the door: who are you.

Doug: Name's Doug... Where's Ozzy?

Vic: *steps aside* this way...

Thrax: *ears twitch as he hears them approach* That must be him.

Drix: *nods* sounds like it.

Doug enters the room* Oh frank... *approaches* Ozzy...

Thrax: *eyes begin to glow slightly red*

Ozzy: *looks up at him*

Doug: *not noticing Thrax's eyes* How did this happen..

Ozzy: *softly* Momma... *tears up*

Doug* Oh no... not that bitch... I thought she couldn't hurt you anymore after you left home... Oh Ozzy... here... this might hurt ok? I promise I'll be gentle... *to Thrax* You're Thrax right? His dad? You may want to put his head in your lap while I do this. There's no way to completely keep this pain free but I'll do my best....

Thrax: *nods gently squeezing Ozzy's hand*

Doug: *is careful in how he handles Ozzy, laying the cell's chest on Thrax's lap and cutting the remains of his shirt off him before removing his pants, putting a towel under him* It's ok Ozzy... Just like last time ok?

Ozzy: *nods, sniffing into Thrax's leg*

Thrax: *strokes Ozzy's hair* It's okay, baby. Daddy's here.

Doug: *soaks a rag in something and gently starts to cleanse the wounds, careful not to let it touch Thrax... It won't hurt the virus but he's careful anyway*

Thrax: *bites his lip, stroking the back of Ozzy's head*

Ozzy: *trembles and cries softly the solution stinging and whimpers softly as Doug applies an ointment that will help in healing and ease the pain*

Thrax: Ssshhh-sshh-sssshhhh. . . . It's okay, baby. This'll help you.

Ozzy: *nods, calmed by his voice and sniffles into his leg*

Thrax: *softly hums to him to help keep him calm*

Doug: *puts some gauze over his wounds and very carefully wraps them, applying some ointment to his buttocks as well and putting a diaper under the cell instead of bandages for the cuts there, a diaper being just as effective and a bit saver than using adhesive tape, he slows his movements as Doug's hand nears his crotch, Ozzy flinched when his hand went near there* It's ok Ozzy. I'm just putting it on you ok? I'm not going to touch you

Thrax: *smirks to himself*

Doug: *gently puts the diaper on him* I'm sorry Ozz but I want to keep the ointment on those cuts on your butt ok? *examines his head and eyes too to make sure he doesn't have a concussion

Thrax: *swallows a lump in his throat as he watches Doug attend to Ozzy*

Doug: I want to give you a sleep aid... Is that ok? *looks to both Ozzy and Thrax for permission*

Thrax: *nods slightly* If it will help.

Doug: *nods and prepares a needle and syringe, knowing that Ozzy doesn't like shots, but this is the best way to give it to him*

Thrax: *gently takes a hold of Ozzy to keep him calm while Doug gives him the syringe*

Ozzy: *whimpers as Doug gently injects a mild sedative into the fleshy part of his thigh on the side, one of the few places that his mother had not bruised him*

Doug: there there Oz... It's ok. *lays a gentle hand on his head and looks up at Thrax* Can I make some suggestions to you?

Thrax: *looks towards him with his brow cocked*

Doug: If he has flashbacks of what happened touch him where he was hurt, speak softly to him, rub his back and gently pat his bottom... Replace the association of harshness and pain with gentleness and love... When we were kids I did that one time when Oz had a flashback of his mother beating him and it seemed to help.

Thrax: *glares at him* I 'have' been doing that with him ever since I adopted him. *gently strokes the back of Ozzy's head*

Doug: Well I didn't know that. *folds his arms firmly*

Thrax: *doesn't pay him much heed as he slowly begins humming to Ozzy*

Doug: *sighs* Most of us kids in the neighbourhood were scared of his mother when we were growing up... I tried to tell my parents what she was doing to him but they always told me to mind my own business and forbade me from telling anyone else.

Thrax: *looks at him shocked* No one tried to help him?

Doug: I once tried to stop her when she came out with a heavy belt and started to beat him... She threw me aside and my arm was scratched badly on a chain link fence... *rolls up his sleeve and shows the scar* After that she told me to stay away from her son and my parents forbade me to go over there as well... They refused to prosecute her... Ozzy and I still continued to meet up though till she began keeping him in the house.

Thrax: *bites his lip* That she-demon. At least now she's getting what she deserves *looks down on Ozzy and then to the door* for what she did to all of us.

Doug: I'm glad he's with you. *narrows his eyes* I have connections... if that bitch gets out on bail it'll look like an accident...

Thrax: *nods* Thank you. *caresses Ozzy's hair, whispering* My angel.

Doug: *nods and gives Thrax some ointment*

Thrax: *gratefully takes the ointment tube and sets it on the bedside next to two photographs. One of him and Ozzy, another of him with Eve, Rory and his parents*

Doug: *looks at the photo* your family?

Thrax: *nods* Yes. Ozzy's all I have left now.

Doug: Well... I'm glad you have each other... It's about time Ozzy had someone to watch over him who loves him.

Thrax: *softly smiles* Never thought I'd feel like this again.

Doug: *squeezes Thrax's hand and smiles* Oh I got something for Ozzy too... *takes something out of his coat*

Thrax: *gives him a confused look*

Doug: *takes out a lil stuffed bunny with a band aid sewn on it's arm and a carrot in one hand* I give these to kids when I fight house fires... Dunno... seems like it might be comforting for him too...

Thrax: *smiles* Thanks, he'll appreciate it. *taking the bunny from him*

Doug: I should go *gives him a card* Please call me if you need anything ok? I wanna come back tomorrow and make sure nothing's getting infected.

Thrax: *takes the card* Of course. Thank you for your help.

Doug: Anything for Oz. *puts a hand on his shoulder* You take care now ok?

Thrax: *slowly nods*

Doug: *stands up and heads out of the room*

Thrax: *turns back to Ozzy and starts humming the lullaby again while stroking his face*

Ozzy: *sniffles in his sleep clinging to him like a lifeline*

Thrax: *continues humming to him and stroking his hair hoping to bring his some comfort*

Ozzy: *sniffles into his chest*

Marie: *comes by and leans against the door frame watching her son and grand-son*

Doug: *heads out with a compassionate look to the family*

Marie: *in a low whisper* Thank you for helping them.

Thrax: *looks up at her giving her a slight smile*

Marie: *returns the gesture*

Doug: ma'am... It's absolutely no problem. I'm just glad Oz has you guys.

Marie: *smiles* And we're glad to have him.

Doug: *smiles and nods, heading out*

Thrax: *sighs turning to Ozzy and whispers* At least you're safe now, my baby.

Ozzy: *sleeps aided by the gentle sedative*

Thrax: *lifts a small cotton blanket and gently wraps it round Ozzy's small body*

Ozzy: *clings to his shirt like a wee babe and sucks his thumb in his sleep*

Thrax: *strokes his face and kisses his forehead* Rest my little one. *gently rocks him*

Ozzy: *sleeps, clung tightly to him*


Marie: *smiles softly at the two and walks away give them some privacy*

Drix: *approaches Marie* how is he?

Marie: He's asleep at the minute. *sighs, slightly turns her head* I over heard Doug talking to Thrax and I found out that he tried to help Ozzy when they were kids.

Drix: Doug and Ozzy are close.

Marie: *nods* But knowing that 'she' had hurt him, that no one tried to help. *clenches her fist, tears beginning to form in her eyes*

Drix: *puts a hand on her shoulder*

Marie: *wipes her eyes* I'm sorry but after hearing all this is just too much for me. *wraps her arms round her waist*

Drix: *hugs her*

Marie: *leans against him*

Drix: It's going to be alright... I'll freeze that... creature... if I have to...

Marie: She may get what she deserves but the damage has alright been done. *runs her fingers over her scar*

Drix: At least we can make sure she can do no more harm...

Marie: *nods* I've actually been wondering how any man could marry her let alone, willingly, have a child with her.

Drix: *softly* Some men will sleep with anyone willing to open their legs...

Marie: *shudders* Come across quite a few in my youth.

Drix: I'm so sorry Marie... I should have gone with him to lunch. *looks down*

Marie: *gently slaps his arm* You couldn't have known, none of us could.

Drix: I know..

Marie: At least he's safe now and we don't have to worry about 'her' anymore.

Drix: *nods* indeed

Marie: *sighs* Thank Frank, Justice has finally been served for our family.

Drix: *nods* Indeed.

Marie: *places her hand on her heart* But why didn't the FPD arrest the three of us I mean isn't it their job to 'get rid' of any bacteria and virus that enters the body?

Drix: well... You three were helping to subdue a criminal... possibly before she went cancerous... There's no telling what she'd do if left to her own devices.. Plus you had me, Ozzy and even the chief to speak for you. My guess is that you'll be considered harmless pathogens.

Marie: *looks unsure* Hopefully.

Drix: Ma'am...I promise I will stand by you no matter what. I know darn well that you mean no harm to frank.

Marie: *nods* Thank you.

Vic: *comes over and kisses his wife's cheek*

Marie: *softly purrs at him*

Vic: Are you alright love?

Marie: *nods* Just in doubt that's all. *sighs*

Vic: *hugs her* It will be alright.

Marie: *leans against him* I'm sorry Vic but even with Drix, Ozzy and the Chief backing us up I still think others may have their doubts about us.

Vic: They always will love.

Marie: The reason we had to keep this secret was because of Ozzy *places her head in her hand* What others may think of him now.

Vic: I don't know...

Marie: *the very thought of it causes her to run to the bathroom, throwing up*

Vic: *follows her to rub her back*

Marie: *coughs out what's left in her stomach* Hell. *her face paled and shrunken*

Vic: *kisses her forehead* Let's get you in bed.

Marie: *gets to her feet, weak in the knee as she leans on him.* *groans* My head. *places her hand at the side of her head*

Vic: *holds her* it's alright my love.. it's alright...

Marie: *weakly nods as she walks the guest room*

Vic: *gently walks her there* I'll get you something sweetheart

Marie: *smile weakly* Thank you. *sits down on the bed*

Vic: *kisses her on the forehead and goes to get her something for her head and stomach as well as some water to drink

Marie: *collapses on the bed holding her head*

Vic: *sits next to her* Here darling

Marie: *takes the water and medication* Thanks. *slips the med into her mouth and drinks down the water*

Vic: want some more water?

Marie: *sets the glass down* I'm fine. That's all I needed. *lays back down*

Vic: *holds her hand, unwilling to leave her side*

Marie: *gives his hand a gentle squeeze, closing her eyes to rest*

Vic: *strokes her hair with his other hand* Sleep my precious love...