A/N: Sorry, I've been MIA lately. I've had a bit of writer's block and it took me forever to finish this. 

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Love lots -AV

Scott's PO meeting went quickly, he was drug tested and chatted with Derek for a few moments before the man told him he was good to go. He and Mitch then went back to the plantation so that Scott could make sure he didn't violate the terms of his release. The pair were sitting on Scott's bed, Mitch helping his boyfriend with some homework, when his phone dinged.

"Avi got his truck back finally. They want to know if we want to hang out."

"That's up to you babe. But they know they have to come here. You can't leave again until Monday."

"Ugh, I know. This house arrest shit has gotten old real fast."

"Hey, better to be stuck in your room than in a cell."

"I know. I just want to be able to go and do things."

Mitch made his way over and plopped himself down in Scott's lap. "Look at me." The blonde complied. "This month will go by quickly, I promise. And I'll be here with you whenever I can. Avi and Kevin and Jer and Kirst too.Just be thankful you're home."
"I am thankful. I'm glad I'm here with you and with people who care for me. It's just this damn anklet is so annoying and restricting. Plus it itches like crazy and there's no way i can scratch it."

"Let me see."

Mitch dismounted and bent down to look at Scott's ankle. The area under the black device was a bit red and raw. "When Rashad gets back we'll ask him about it okay?"

"Yea. Avi and Kev will be over soon. Do you wanna order pizza or something for lunch?"

"That sounds good to me."

An hour and a half later the boys were stretched out around the room Avi cuddled in Kevin's lap while Scott had his head laid in Mitch's while the boy repeatedly threaded his fingers through the blonde hair. They had eaten the pizza and played a few rounds of Mario Kart before deciding to take a break and chill.

"So Av, what made your parents decide to give you your truck back?" Mitch asked, still playing with Scott's hair.

"I think they were just tired of having to drive me everywhere or me having to ask for a ride from you."

"You know I didn't mind."

"I know but still. I'm glad I have it. Now me and this one," he nodded his head toward Kevin, "can go on an official first date." The taller boy leaning and kissing the top of Avi's hair, causing the brunette to smile widely.

"When I finally get off house arrest we can all double date too. Maybe even triple date with Kirst and Jer."
"That sounds fun Scottie." Kevin replied. "So why don't we play doubles on Mario Kart. You and Mitch against me and my man?"
"You're going down!" Mitch yelled trying to sound as intimidating at possible, it resulted in everyone, including his own boyfriend laughing hysterically.

The tournament lasted for another hour with the two couples tied at 3 game each. They were in the middle of the tie-breaker race when Rashad knocked on the door. Scott yelled for him to come in but didn't pause the game as he leaned into a curve trying to avoid the banana peel Kevin had just thrown out. The man stood to the side and allowed the boys to continue. Kevin and Avi claiming victory, resulting in Mitch pouting and Scott trying to kiss away the problem. Rashad cleared his throat when he sensed that it was going a bit too far.

"Uhh sorry Shad. Did you need something?" Scott asked.

"Actually, yea. I spoke to my friend about that 'thing' you asked me about. I've got some news."

"Ohhh. Uhh, okay. Guy excuse us for a minute." Scott got up and started toward the door before turning back. "Mitchy will you come with me?"
Mitch could sense that the older boy was panicking so he immediately rushed to his side taking his hand and following Rashad into the hallway.

"Is it about the... about the baby?" Scott asked nervously.

Rashad nodded, "i got up with a friend of my that works at social services. She did a search for me, off the record. Elizabeth Herondale gave up a baby just over two years ago. That fits the time line right?"

"Yea."

"There was no father listed on the birth certificate. So he was placed in foster care."

"He? It's a boy?" Scott grinned.

"Yea, it's a boy. She named him Dmitri Scott. He's been in foster care since he was born."

"Foster care? He wasn't adopted yet? Babies are always adopted."
"He was bounced around a lot. He doesn't connect well with people. The doctor's think he's probably autistic."
"What? So he's still in foster care?" Scott asked tearing up.

Rashad nodded.

"What can I do? I don't want my kid going through what I went through." Scott turned to his boyfriend. "We have to help him Mitchy, we have to do something."

Rashad put a reassuring hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Calm down. First things first, we have to prove he's yours. We'll have to get a DNA test. I'll call my friend and talk to her. Second, you've got to tell Am and everyone else. I'm sure that the kid is yours, hell she named him after you, and when we find out for sure we'll work on our next move okay."
Scott sniffled, "okay."

Rashad pulled him into a hug. "It's gonna work out Scott. I'll make sure of it. Now straighten up and go hang out with your friends. I'll let you know when I hear anything else."
"Thanks."
"No problem kiddo."