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Should have attached part 26, I hope it arrives okay!


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The Girl With A Bicycle - 26
By Wandering Lanes

(story code - no-sex, slow)

The sunlight filtering through my curtains woke me, I gazed into
the eyes of Sharon, who smiled when she found me looking at her,
"Good morning darling," She said

"Good Morning," I said, "and how are you today?"

She considered this question, "I feel better, I mean a lot better
than I've felt in ages, it's as if a great weight has been lifted
from me, what does it mean Mike?"

I smiled, "What do you remember about last night?"

She frowned, "I don't understand? What happened last night?" I
mentioned about her dream, and her face cleared. "That's right! I
did dream that. It was as if Paul was giving me permission to
stay with you. Why would I dream that?"

I cuddled her, "I don't think it was Paul himself! You've been
holding onto his memory, you thought that if you enjoyed yourself
too much with me you'd be betraying Paul."

Again she frowned, "But why? I mean yes I did try to hold back,
but I was attracted to you. Why should this make me feel guilty?"
Then she answered her own question. "Because I still love Paul!
Oh mike what a fool I've been."

I hugged her closer "No you haven't! I knew you still loved Paul.
 No, I'm wrong, you still love Paul, but now you've realised that
there is room in your heart to allow me to join him in your love,
I feel honoured that you will let me." I kissed her as she
considered what I had said.

She raised herself up onto an arm and looked at me accusingly,
"You knew! You knew and didn't say anything about it! Why didn't
you just tell me"?

I kissed her again, "Yes, I knew. But I couldn't tell you - you
had to work it out for yourself. If I told you it wouldn't have
helped, it would have made things a lot worse. I could have lost
both you and Kylie, and I never wanted that to happen. I love you
both, and you most of all. Should I have told you just to lose
you?"

Tears came to her eyes as she shook her head, "No Mike, again you
did the right thing, and yes, I do love you and Paul, you won't
mind if I still think of him now and again."

I hugged her, "Of course I won't - He was your first love,
they're the ones you never forget, only please think of me at
times as well?"

I heard her laugh, "Okay, but only three times a day."

I smiled, "That's fine. What times will they be, just so that I
know"?

She raised her head, eyes glistening, "Morning, Noon and night.
When else would I think of you?"

We hugged each other for some time, just relaxing in each other's
eyes.

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Before breakfast I phoned the hospital to ask about Becky. I was
able to sit at the table with a smile on my face.

"So. What did they say?" asked Sharon as she served the sausage,
egg and bacon.

I thanked her, appreciating the food provided, "They're so
pleased with her. She's being moved to a children's ward this
afternoon. They think she'll be in for another week before being
discharged."

She frowned, "What? After the surgery she had?"

I nodded, "Yes, well she was in the ITU to make sure that there
was no internal bleeding, if there was it should have appeared
after some hours, but they hold onto the patients for a couple of
days just in case."

Sharon seemed assured by my explanation, "So will we be able to
visit Becky after we pick up Kylie this afternoon?"

I nodded and we continued with the meal.

The rest of the morning was taken up with cleaning the house,
Sharon decided that as a single man housekeeping wasn't one of my
major hobbies, I think she was right there.  We made a concerted
effort on the upstairs rooms, with particular emphasis on the
main bedroom, okay we got a bit sidetracked, and had to remake
the bed again, it got rumpled for some reason?

We managed to get ourselves straighten out and had a quick snack,
we were going to have a main meal at dinner time, I phoned the
hospital again and found out that Becky had indeed been moved to
one of the children's wards, I found out which one and when the
visiting times were, I also found out that she was looking
forward to seeing me, but that she was asleep at the moment, I
asked the nurse to let Becky know I rang.

We sat together in the living room, listening to CD's playing
soft and low music, Sharon was just looking into my eyes,
something she's never really done before, I saw her eyes widen as
something nudged her memory, "Mike, you know last night?" I
nodded, I didn't want to speak, she continued, "I've just
realised, you didn't wear anything, I mean I'm still taking the
pill, but what about . . . ."

I smiled "Don't worry, you said the doctor gave you a clean bill
of health?" She nodded, "and we've given it plenty of time to
show itself - if it was going to infect us, so I think its okay
to have unprotected sex." Then I smiled to myself and said, "When
we get married, do you think you could stop taking the pill."

She gasped, "You want me to have children? After the problems you
had?"

I nodded, "Yes, I think Becky and Kylie should learn what a
bother babies can be, especially at night! And the problem I had
was with someone forcing a child onto me, but if you don't want
any more, then I happy enough as I am with Kylie and Becky as my
daughters."

She looked at me again this time with concern, "But what if you
don't get custody of Becky what then?"

I shook my head, "Then we do all we can to get custody. Legally
of course! Don't worry everything will be alright in the end."

She remained quiet at this, thinking away, and then she said,
"It's a pity that you can't get Maria to make a stand."

I shook my head at this, "No, Maria has too many problems at the
moment, and I think that her supervisors wouldn't want her to
work against them."

Sharon persisted, "But it wouldn't hurt to let her know about
Becky's condition would it? And you would be obeying the courts
by keeping Social Services involved wouldn't you?" 

I thought about it then laughed, "You know you're correct, as the
head of the local office she should be informed of any changes, I
could kiss you, in fact . . ." Well, in fact I did, several
times, I then went to the phone.

I checked in my wallet for the card Maria had given me, I dialled
the number on the card after a few rings I heard Maria's voice,
"Hello, who's there?"

I replied, "Hello Maria, it's me your protagonist here," I said
it in a light voice just to let her know I was joking.

I heard the laughter in her voice, "Hello Mike, I'm glad to hear
from you, I thought you wouldn't be speaking to me again."

I reassured her, "Of course I'll speak to you, you were the one
who warned me, why wouldn't I want to talk to you? Oh by the way
can you thank Nancy for me, she certainly helped with the tape,
or so Hugh was telling me."

Her reply seemed rather guarded, "When I see her I'll let her
know, but you know she's been suspended for a couple of weeks."

I was surprised, "Why?"

Her voice had a resigned tone to it, "Negligence! - She mislaid a
child interview video, which has been found in the hands of a
third party."

I was flabbergasted, "Maria, I'm sorry. Hold on! Can they prove
she was the one who lost it?"

"Well, there is no record of the tape being removed, the last
person who booked the tape out was Nancy, but that was several
days ago." Maria said.

I thought for a few moments, making Maria ask if I was still on
the line, "Sorry Maria, just wrapped up in my thoughts. Try this
- The tape was taken by persons unknown who works in the office,
a technician or someone like that, I suggest you run an internal
investigation which draws a blank due to lack of evidence, but
reports that security on the interview tapes should be increased,
say a double locked cabinet, requiring two keys, it will be a
nuisance and may go back to normal after a while, how does that
sound?"

She considered the idea, "That might work, if we can't find out
who took the tape then we would need to increase the security -
I'll try that Mike, thank you." I heard a muffled voice echoing
the sentiment, but I didn't comment on it, Maria asked, "Why did
you phone anyway?"

Why did I phone? Why? Oh yes, Becky. "You've heard about Mildred,
Becky's mother," There was a puzzled 'No?' from Maria, so I told
her, then thought, "But the nurses on the ward said that two
people from Social Services had been visiting Becky just after
Mildred died."

There was a gasp from Maria, who spoke to some-one else and I
though I heard Nancy say 'No!' then Maria said, "Mike you may
have to talk to your solicitor again, there could be
fun-and-games in the pipeline, I've officially been told that
Becky is no longer my concern, it seems I'm considered too close
to the case. I'll try to help as much as I can, but my hands are
being tied, leave you answer-phone on, I'll try to leave
messages, okay?"

Now I was worried, "Yes, okay - anyway Becky's been moved from
the ITU to a ward, I thought you should know."

Maria was solemn as she answered, "Thank you Mike, I'm glad that
at least you're playing by the rules, don't forget I will be in
touch, bye."

I bidded her goodbye, I almost asked her to say goodbye to Nancy,
but thought better of it, she didn't seem to want me to know that
Nancy was there. Sharon picked up my mood when I returned to her.
"So what's wrong?"

I shook my head, "I'm not sure, Maria thinks there may be
problems brewing, but she doesn't know anything more that we do,
they've taken her out of the loop, and apparently Nancy's been
suspended because of that video tape, but I've given Maria an
idea of the way out for that, Maria did say I should get in touch
with Hugh, to appraise him of the situation." I reached for the
phone again, and dialled George's office

This confused Sharon, "You don't think you'd catch him at work
today do you?"

I laughed, "George? No I was lucky he was in yesterday! No what
I'm doing is leaving a message for Hugh for tomorrow" At that
point the answer phone cut in and gave its monotone bleep, "This
is Mike Moore, urgent message for Hugh, Mildred Smith passed away
on Saturday. Believe Social Services may try something with Becky
Smith, please be aware of this."

I hung up the phone, sat with Sharon again and we just cuddled
until it was time to meet Kylie.

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At the Church Hall, there were the usual number of parents,
mainly women, although a few men were also there, and I noticed
that there were a few photographers waiting around I walked up to
one of them, "What's the occasion?" I asked cheerfully.

He looked me up and down, decided I wasn't being a threat then
answered, "Oh it's that kid, the one who saved another kid at
camp, she's arriving back today, the rag wants pictures and an
interview with her."

I give a small smile, "And what if she doesn't want to be
interviewed just yet?" 

He shrugged, "No skin off my nose, I'm just here to take
pictures, it's the hacks over there that'll have the problem." I
looked in the direction he indicated and saw a group of Sam Spade
rejects talking between themselves, I walked back to Sharon and
then started to talk to my radio.

"Flamingo, flamingo, flamingo - this is Mike Moore, can you hear
me Brown Owl"

I waited a few minutes, but there was no reply, they might be out
of range, I tried the radio again but this time on 'our private'
frequency, "Kylie, this is Uncle Mike, can you hear me?"

There was a faint "I can barely hear you Uncle Mike, what's
wrong?"

I ducked into the Church Hall for privacy then spoke again, "I
need to talk to Brown Owl. Can you pass your radio to her
please?"

I heard a faint, "Okay Uncle Mike, hold on." Then I heard
Margaret's voice, "Hello Mike, can you hear me?"

I smiled, not that she could see it, "Yes, you're very faint, I
should think you're about 3 miles away, we have a problem here,
there are reporters waiting for Kylie, can you find some way to
keep her away from them?"

There was a brief delay, then (much clearer) I heard her say,
"Hello Mike, can do, we'll keep Kylie on the bus until almost
last, if you can get on then and we'll drive off to somewhere
else, the driver has agreed. Does that sound okay?"

I smiled, "Perfect, Sharon is here, we'll act like concerned
parents looking for our lost little girl."

I could hear laughter from the bus and a 'awl, Uncle Mike!' from
Kylie, I went into the crowd and pulled Sharon close to me,
explained the plan, she laughed and nodded, I went round some of
the parents and told them what was going to happen, they said
they'd help.

The bus arrived and the Brownies were all waiting near the door
as the bus stopped. Once the door opened they all streamed off
running into the crowd, with the parents also bustling about
trying to find their daughters in the mix, the photographers were
flashing their bulbs trying to get a good shot of the heroine of
the story, and the reporters were just trying to find their
target. 

Sharon and I managed to climb aboard the bus, Margaret, Paula and
Joyce each said a grateful  'Thanks', as they left to join the
melee outside, the driver closed the doors and started the bus
off, when we were under way Kylie came out from behind one of the
seats, ran up to us both and hugged us.

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The driver of the bus was kind enough to drop us at the hospital,
we had explained to Kylie what had happened, the new brought
tears to her eyes, she looked at me, "You are trying to help
Becky aren't you Uncle Mike?"

I held her close and answered, "I'm doing everything that I can,
remember I promised both you and Becky that I'd do my best, and
you're both going to have to trust me, okay?" She nodded - we
entered the hospital and followed the signs to the children's
ward.

Becky's bed was now near the nurses' station, probably to ensure
quick treatment if needed, and she was watching the door for our
arrival, when we appeared she saw Kylie and she started to hide
under the bedclothes.

A nurse approached us and asked us who we were visiting, when I
mention Becky, she smiled, "Ah you must be Mr. Mike! Becky's been
talking about you, my name is Tina I've been assigned as Becky's
nurse," she continued in a conspiratorial tone, "We keep an eye
on all the children, but each nurse is assigned to look after at
least 2 of the patients.

I shook her hand, "How do you do Tina, Yes, I'm Mike Moore, this
is Sharon Williams and that's Kylie, is it okay to see Becky?"

Tina looked back at the covered form under the sheets,  "I was
going to say yes, but I don't know why she's trying to hide, I
should go and check on her."

She started to move towards Becky when I stopped her, "Do you
mind if I went to check what's wrong," she hesitated for a
moment, then nodded.  I walked to the bed and touched the shape
beneath, "Becky, what's wrong?" there was no reply, I tried to
pull the covers down, but she held onto them, "Come on Becky,
Kylie's here to see you."

I felt her body stiffen and a quiet voice saying "I don't want
Kyle to see me, not like this!"

I sat on the edge of the bed, "Why is that Becky, it's not your
fault that you're here, Kylie knows that you've been hurt, she
understands."

Becky was sniffing under the covers, "But, I'm a mess, she
shouldn't see me like this, please Mr. Mike, don't let her see
me."  But while she was saying this, Kylie walked up to the bed.

She looked at the shape, then placed her hand beneath the sheet,
there was a sharp intake of breath from Becky, "Please don't Ky,
I don't want you to see me, " but Kylie was moving her hand
further along.

Kylie spoke to her, "I don't care what you look like, you're my
friend, and friends don't give up on each other, no matter what
happens, because they're friends forever!" She removed her hand,
which was now clutching Becky's - I started to pull the covers
off of her, which she now allowed.

When Becky's her face was uncovered, Kylie looked closely at her,
"Two eyes, a nose, a mouth, freckles, two ears, and hair! Sorry
Becky, where's this monster that you were hiding - I can't see it
anywhere."

Tears were in Becky's face, "B. . . But I'm bruised all over -
you don't know what Darren did. To. Me! I don't deserve to be
your friend, you're the hero, not me."

Kylie was shocked, "Me! I'm not a hero, I'm not brave enough, not
like you - you were the one who was brave, if you hadn't used the
radio Uncle Mike couldn't have found you, and Darren wouldn't
have been caught. I'm glad you're my friend." And she hugged
Becky who was astounded at this outburst - she looked at me

I nodded, "Yes. That is how she really feels about you! Shall I
leave you two alone for a while?"

She nodded, "Please Mr. Mike, I'm sorry I made such a fuss, do
you forgive me?"

I smiled at her, "There's nothing to forgive, remember friends
don't have to say sorry, now I'll be back soon." And I walked to
where Sharon and Tina were talking.

Sharon smiled, "Problem solved?

I nodded, "Yes, it seems Becky didn't want Kylie to see how she
looked, she was ashamed."

Tina looked concerned, "But she seemed so well balanced when I
spoke to her, there was no sign of any problems"

I looked at her, "But you didn't really know Becky before, I mean
you're a stranger - she didn't have to worry about how she looks
like."

Tina nodded, "Yes, I see. I didn't have a picture of her to
compare with, so she wouldn't mind me seeing her. I need to learn
more about her I think." And she asked us to go with her to an
empty side room.

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Tina pulled three chairs together and arrange them in a circle
(triangle?) and asked us to sit down, she had a folder with her,
which had Becky's name on it, which she opened.

She looked at the notes and started to speak, "I see from these
notes that Becky is recently orphaned, can I ask if you are her
nearest relations?"

The was an awkward pause, then I said, "Not really, we are
friends of her family, I mean the family she had, she's actually
the friend of Kylie, that's Sharon's daughter, who came in with
us."

Tina suddenly looked up, "Kylie - Kylie Williams, the girl who
helped save another Brownie?"

Sharon nodded, "Yes that was my Kylie, but she doesn't want a
fuss made of her, we even had to smuggle her into the hospital
because of the reporters at the Church Hall."

Tina had a look of wonderment on her face, "We have a celebrity
on the ward, fancy that," then she concentrated on the folder in
front of her, "Back to Becky, I shouldn't really be asking you
this, since you're not really related to her."

I interrupted her, "But there is no-one else to ask is there?
Anyway I'm trying to adopt Becky - I've started the ball rolling
at least, so ask away?"

Tina considered this, and checked her notes again, "You're Mike
Moore," I nodded, "You were the person who arrive with Becky when
she was admitted," again I nodded, "You were able to calm her on
the ITU, and stayed overnight. Well I don't care what the
regulations say - you've done more than most parents have done.

"Alright then, do you know how Becky came by her injuries and how
can you be sure that this will not happen again?"

I countered with another question, "That sounds as if it's an
abuse type of question, is that how her injuries are considered?"
At an embarrassed nod from Tina I continued, "Good." Which got me
a surprised look from Tina, "She has suffered two years of abuse
from her brother - he was about 14 she was 7, anything you can
think of I think he did, I can't say for sure as Becky is still
keeping some things quiet. Her parents only really became aware
of this about 2 - 3 weeks ago and were coming to terms with this.
The last thing that happened was when her brother kidnapped her
from her home, at the same time that he caused the death of their
father, and injuring her mother - which caused a stroke.  I was
able to catch Darren, that was her brother, but not until he had
cause the injuries that she is being treated for, he escaped from
me, I was going to chase him but Becky was injured and needed
help, so I carried her to the ambulance, and left Darren to the
police." 

I saw Tina was looking round fearfully and I asked her what was
wrong, "There's no chance he'll come here to look for her?"

I gave a slight smile, "No, I'm afraid that Darren is beyond that
now, your notes did say no surviving relatives didn't it?"

She checked them again and then blushed when she realised that
the main information was available, "Oh yes, I'm sorry. Would you
know of her medical history, anything recent?"

I though for a moment, should I mention the Chlamydial that she'd
just got over, at first I thought not, then considering that
Darren may not have any treatment while in custody, "Yes, but I
don't think Becky would want it known by everyone on the ward. 
Her brother had infected her with Chlamydial she's only just
finished a course of tablets for it, but it may be best to see if
she can be re-treated just in case." 

Tina made a note in the form, and then looked at us, "That poor
child. She doesn't deserve any of this!" a sentiment that both
Sharon and I agreed with.

I then reconsidered, "Tina, don't treat Becky any differently
from the others, she won't respond to that, she's just a normal
young girl, and they're resilient enough as they are."

She looked at me as if I was asking her to commit murder, then
she reconsidered my statement, "Yes, you're right, if I started
to fuss over her it might be worse, I'll just have to remember,
she's just another patient."

I laughed, "Oh no, she's not just another patient! She's Becky,
and I don't think she'd want it any other way!"

Tina nodded, "Okay, so she's Becky, but you said she had
treatment for this, how did she get the tablets, I would have
thought the pharmacist would have made some comment."

Sharon spoke up for me, "Well, the tablets weren't in her name,"
then she looked at me.

I nodded and said dryly "I was told to be more careful the next
time!"

Tina looked between myself and Sharon, then the penny dropped,
she looked at me, "You mean you let them think . . . . "

I nodded, "Why should I let Becky be the source of ridicule and
scorn, when I've got broad shoulders, anyway it didn't hurt me."

Tina laughed, "I take back what I said, you're a lot better than
most parents are, not just a bit better, shall we see if the
girls are okay?"


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As we re-entered the ward proper we could see Becky and Kylie
talking together, as we got closer Becky noticed us and nudged
Kylie who looked up, both girls were silent,

I smiled, "So do you want us to stay away longer, or have you
told each other enough for the moment?"

Kylie spoke up, "Did you really rescue Becky, Uncle Mike?" I
nodded, and then remembered something, I reached into my pocket
and handed Becky her radio - she turned the volume up to normal
and put it on her wrist.

She smiled at me, "Thank you Mr. Mike, for everything." I bent
down to her and she raised her arms to hug me.

We stayed with Becky for another half an hour, when she started
to yawn and her eyes were drooping, we said goodbye and walked to
the exit, I said goodbye to Tina and the other nurses, Kylie
looking behind all the time and waving to Becky as she left.

We walked to the hospital exit, Kylie was very quiet walking
between us as we held her hands, she seemed to be thinking.  We
managed to get a taxi, I suggested we went to Sharon's house but
she said no, "Most of my stuff is at your house, and I think
Kylie's too tired out after the trip back"

At the mention of her name, Kylie seemed to wake up, "Please
Uncle Mike, can we stay with you tonight?" I gave up and nodded,
which made the young girl shout with joy, "Can I have a bath too,
please Mum?" she asked, "All we had at the camp was a shower, and
we had to share it!" she confided to us both.

Sharon looked at me, and I nodded, "Yes okay, but after dinner,"
Sharon told her, which left Kylie smiling at the thought.

The taxi arrived outside my door, I paid the driver, and Kylie
led the way to the front door, I went to open it with my key, to
find that Sharon had already got hers out, but was beaten by
Kylie.  Beside the door I found Kylie's backpack, with a letter
attached to it with my name, I carried the bag indoors, Kylie
noticed it and rummaged through it until she came up with the old
moth-eaten teddy bear.

Sharon saw it and said, "Kylie wherever did you dig that up from,
I thought we threw it away long ago!"

Kylie hugged the bear close to her, "But it's my favourite toy, I
never wanted to lose him, and I found him up in the attic when we
were looking for sleeping bags, I'd nearly forgotten about him!"

Sharon gave a wry grin, "I'd hoped you had, you've had that thing
since you were 3, and I could never keep it away from you, I
suppose its too late now to stop you."

Kylie grinned and nodded, "Mr. Barbar is mine, and I'm going to
keep him! Anyway I felt happier knowing he was with me past week,
he's almost as good as Uncle Mike."

I smiled, "So, you rate me a bit higher than your stuffed toy?
Well it's nice to know that I'm appreciated in this house!"

She ran to me, and for a moment I thought she was going to hit me
with the toy, instead she wrapped her arms around my waist,
"Don't say that Uncle Mike, I don't know what I would have done
if it wasn't for you, I love you Uncle Mike."

I held her close and kissed the top of her head, "I know Kylie,
and I love you too, but don't tell your mother, she'll be jealous
you know." Sharon, who had been preparing the dinner, was
listening to this and was struggling not to laugh.

Kylie turned her head to look at Sharon, "She wouldn't be, would
you mummy?"

Sharon smiled, "Yes I would, and you would be sent to bed without
supper young lady! Stealing my boyfriend, I don't know!"

I whispered to Kylie, "Don't worry, I'd bring your supper to
you."

She giggled, "Thanks Uncle Mike, don't let mummy know!" she gave
me a last hug and then went to the living room clutching Mr.
Barbar, leaving Sharon to sort though the back-pack for dirty
washing.

She held up two yellow jerseys, well they'd started off as
yellow, but was nearly a mud brown colour, Sharon brought them
closer, they weren't mud coloured, they were just covered in mud,
she shook her head, "I'm not even going to ask her how this
happened!" She put the garments to one side, "I'm going to have
to brush them off before I wash them!" She said, putting the rest
of the clothes into my washing machine.

As the washing progressed, and the dinner was cooking I pulled
Sharon onto my lap and we started kissing, losing ourselves as
the kissing went deeper, we were dragged back to the mundane
world with the hissing of the vegetables boiling up, but they
soon stopped bubbling, we both looked at the stove to find Kylie,
wearing an apron, checking the saucepans on the hobs.

She looked at us and shook her head. "You know it's lucky for you
that I'm here to do the work! What would have happened if I
weren't here? Some adults just can't behave!"

Sharon smiled, "Yes mummy, I'm sorry mummy, do you need a hand
mummy?"

Kylie laughed, "No darling, I can manage for a while, you stay
there with Uncle Mike, I won't be jealous!" This started us all
laughing, but Sharon got the message and with further kisses for
me went to monitor the cooking, I went to lay the table.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - --

The dinner was produce between the two of them, and devoured by
us all, we cleared the plate and did the washing up between us,
then we retired to the living room to see the programmes, or lack
on them, on the television.  I asked the two what their plans
were for the next week?

Kylie was first to answer, "I want to visit Becky every day for
as long as I can!" I could understand why she wanted to, but
Sharon had to cut in with,

"I'm sorry Kylie, but Isabel wants to see you tomorrow, she wants
to get the full story about your rescue of that girl, you can
visit Becky afterwards."

"Oh mummy, do I have to, I tired of repeating myself, anyway I
didn't do anything, it was the police that caught the man, not
me!" Said Kylie disparagingly.

I hugged the young girl, "Yes, but as I told you on the phone -
you did exactly the right thing, if you hadn't put your radio
into the car the police wouldn't have known where to find him,
and if you had fought him, he may have kidnapped you - or even
hurt you - being a hero is not being the strongest or quickest,
it's the ability to do the right thing at the right time, using
your brain for a safe solution and knowing what to do in an
emergency, and that is why you are a hero, regardless of what you
may think!"

She was quiet for a moment, thinking about my words, then she
said, "But I only did what I thought I should do. I didn't mean
to be a hero"

I kept hold of her, "Kylie! No one ever means to be a hero, but
it happens, you can't stop people calling you a hero, just
because you don't think you are. I'm afraid you're going to have
to put up with this."

She looked up at me, "Can't I just tell people that I didn't do
anything?"

Sharon answered, "Darling, people know exactly what you did, and
that's what makes you hero in their eyes. Don't worry, they're
soon forget about it!"

Kylie looked at us both, seeing that we were telling her the
truth, she moved herself out of my arms, sat back on the settee,
folded her arms and said, "Well I don't think I'm a hero, but
I'll have to put up with it I suppose!"

Sharon hugged and kissed her, "That's very mature of you darling,
I'm proud of you, just keep on being yourself." Kylie allowed
herself to be handled and 'insulted' by her mother, I pulled them
both to me and we remained like that for sometime.

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The events of the day, travelling home from camp, dodging
reporters, visiting Becky took their toll on Kylie, she showed
this by yawning, Sharon noticed this and shook her, "Kylie, if
you're going to have a bath before bed you'd better go up now!"

Kylie nodded and started to get up, she looked at us, "Would you
come up and wash my back? Please Uncle Mike?"

I looked at Sharon, who nodded, I groaned, "Okay Kylie, but
you're not to try to soak me again, promise?"

I noticed that Kylie's fingers were crossed as she said, "Of
course Uncle Mike, I promise." and with that the young girl got
up and went upstairs.

Sharon looked at me, "Do you think she'd behave herself this
time?"

I shook my head, "No, she and Becky were very quiet when we went
back to them on the ward, so I think I'll change into swimming
trunks."

Sharon pouted, "That's being mean, she wants to have fun, and
you're stopping her!"

I laughed, "Sharon, why don't you take her to see the
Chippendales? She'd see more flesh than she's used to, and have
fun as well!"

She was considering this then said, "But she's too young, they'd
never let her in."

I smiled, "Exactly - she is too young! You know what I said, I'll
teach her, but only what I think she should learn, don't push her
to grow up too fast, you've seen what's happened to Becky, I
wouldn't like the same to happen to Kylie!"

She nodded, "I know what you're saying, and I'm now contented to
let you teach her as you see fit, just let me know what you do
teach her, okay?"

I smiled, "There's that Carte blanch again. If anything happens
I'll try to ensure that you are there to watch and protect Kylie
if necessary."

She shook her head, "Mike - you still don't realise, I do trust
you with Kylie, you'd never do anything to hurt her, you love her
too much, its almost as if she was your daughter. I'm glad she
found you, and happy that you love me.  Now you're wanted
upstairs, wear swimming trunks if you want. I'd trust you even if
you were naked, now go!"

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I managed to get to my bedroom, and quickly undressed, then
dressed with swimming trunks under my trousers and a tee shirt on
top, I knocked on the bathroom door, 

"Who's there?" said Kylie

I replied, "Yo! da lady"

There was a puzzled silence then she said, "Yo da lady who?"

I came back with "I didn't know you could yodel!"

She groaned, "Uncle Mike, that's awful."

I laughed, "Yes it was, is it okay to come in?"

There was a sound of water being swirled around, then Kylie said,
"Yes Uncle Mike, you can come in."

I entered the bathroom to find a naked Kylie standing in the bath
facing me, although her head and shoulders had bubbles on them
the rest of her torso was uncovered.

I ignored the view (or tried to show her that I ignored the
view), and said, "I though I was going to wash your back?"

She giggled, "Oh Uncle Mike, I thought it was only fair, I mean I
did see you naked some days ago, and Bec.. I thought I'd return
the favour."

I nodded, "Thank you Kylie, it was a nice thought, but lets not
push it okay, you know what happened when a young girl is forced
into sexual situations, I'll give you a hint. How's Becky?"

Kylie protested, "But Uncle Mike, you're nothing like Darren, I
trust you."

I smiled, "I know, I also know that I have better control than
Darren, but that comes from age and experience, when you're older
you'll understand. Now turn round and let me wash your back."

I saw her smile as she turned, and then watched her as she spun
round holding the shower, which she managed to turn on and aimed
at my body, luckily the water was warm. She giggled and said,
"Sorry Uncle Mike. You'd better get out of those wet things
before you catch a cold."

She watched me as I regarded her, then her eyes widened as I
said, "You're absolutely right." and pulled off the tee shirt,
she watched me closely as I unzipped my trousers and lowered them
down, her face showed disappointment as my trunks were revealed.

"What are you wearing?" She said frowning.

I smiled, "Oh these, just swimming trunks. You see I have a young
girl staying over, and I can't trust her not to try to get me
wet!"

She stamped her foot, nearly slipping in the bath, "You don't
trust me! I don't think that's fair!"

I laughed, "I'm sorry Kylie, I don't know why I didn't trust
you." I then pointedly looked at my wet clothes.

She followed my gaze, and gulped, "Yes, well, you see. Hum. I
mean. Oh you're not being fair at all!" She sat down in the bath
with her back to me - I picked up the soap and a flannel, I
started to wash her back which she wriggled as the flannel
touched her skin, she giggled as I reached her lower back, "How
did you know what I was going to do?"

I smiled as I dipped the flannel into the water to start rinsing
off the soap, "I've had too much experience with 'playful' people
before, also when you cross your fingers, don't let people see
you!"

From the doorway Sharon's voice came drifting over, "And never
try to fool 'Uncle Mike' because he seems to know all the tricks!
Have you finished your bath?" Kylie looked at her mother and
nodded, Sharon approached holding a large towel, I lifted the
squirming girl out of the bath and into the towel, I grabbed
another towel and started to dry myself off.

Sharon looked at me, "You know Mike you're suppose to be in the
bath to wash, not standing outside it!" I decided not to answer
that, you never know what might have happened.

Sharon put Kylie's nightdress on and, making sure I was dry,
handed her to me to carry to her bedroom, I found the book she
was reading and found the paper acting as a page marker, I
started to read.

By the time the Dawn Treader had reached the ocean of sweet
water, Kylie was asleep - I pulled the bedcovers over her, kissed
the top of her head and then went downstairs to Sharon.

-30


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- Normal disclaimers apply, I suppose I should add that if you
are too young to read this story then please don't - why I've
placed this at the end of the story escapes me for the moment! 
- The curse of Darren is still available for those who wish to
follow his example - you have been warned.

- I have now started to plan the last few chapters (about 4 more
to go I think) and they seem to concentrate on Becky's problems,
it funny how the title seemed correct when I started this story -
but doesn't seem to be right this far into the tale!

- My normal request for comments, complaints whatever, I've been
told there are errors in chapter 25 I'll have to re-read this and
may re-post it later. Sorry I'm digressing - I can be contacted
at wanderinglanes@aol.com - and will try to answer any emails
sent.

- Once again thanks for reading this story.

Wandering Lanes, 14th November 2001.

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