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SEE THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY

PART TWO

by

BlackFury



Kermit pulled up in front of the old warehouse in Chinatown and looked up at the terrace. He pulled his coat tighter around him and mounted the stairs. He had a feeling that Caine already knew his son was in trouble. He was just hoping Caine could help them locate the young man.



Once he entered the workroom however, he wasn't so sure. Caine looked like he hadn't slept and when he turned to Kermit, the detective was shocked to see how drawn the elderly Shaolin was looking. Kermit sat on the edge of the sleeping platform and looked at Caine. "You already know, don't you?" He asked quietly.



Caine nodded, "I know my son is missing and that I cannot find him." Kermit looked up, "Cannot find him?" Caine nodded, "Our connection is missing. I know he is not dead but, that is all I know." Kermit thought for a moment, "Could he have a head injury?" Caine nodded, "That is what I believe to have happened. Other than that, I do not know."



Kermit nodded, "Blake, TJ and I are leaving in a few to backtrack his trail. Knowing Peter, he would stick to the main highways as much as possible. We'll find him, Caine, I promise you, one way or another, we'll find him." Caine nodded and smiled sadly, "I know you will, my friend." Kermit left and Caine turned to the statue of Buddha that stood in it's shrine.



Verbalizing his prayers wasn't easy this time so, he did so silently. He didn't know how much time had passed when he sensed a presence in the room with him. He turned sharply to see a woman with brown hair and eyes, wearing a parka, jeans, flannel shirt and boots. He wondered, for a moment, how she got in.



"Who are you?" He asked quietly. He sensed no danger from her. She smiled, "I am called Michelle. You're wondering about Peter." Caine's eyes widened. "You know where he is?" Michelle nodded, "Yes, I do and he is safe. He has been hurt and he needs time to heal. You cannot help him this time, Caine. Kermit and the others will find him when they are suppossed to. I am here to see you."



Caine looked at her. "To see me?" Michelle nodded again. "You have taken your son for granted far too much lately. There have been days he wished to spend time with you but, you have been putting him off and he has more or less given up on asking any more. Now, he has no memory of who or what he is. He does not even remember his own name. he has a clean slate, so to speak and if he wished to, he could make an entirely new life for himself."



Caine gasped, Peter, with no memory? "How can I not help my son?" He asked her. Michelle smiled, "There are things he must do on his own. Soon, he will seek you out and you must never turn him away. I must return to him. Caine, you have been given what very few people ever get, a third chance. Your second one was when you and Peter were reunited here, in this city."



She looked steadily at the elderly Shaolin and began to transform. The light around her grew brighter and her hair lightened and her figure slimmed down. Caine stared as Michelle was transformed into a shining angel. She smiled, "You see, I am Peter's Guardian angel. When his car went into the lake, I pulled him out. Originally Caine, Peter was meant to die but, he could not, not this way, with you and he at odds with each other. I was told to go save him but, remember this, there will not be another chance. You must settle things with your son or, the next time something like this happens, he will not return to you."



Caine sat down, his son had been meant to die? The very idea sent fear shooting throughout his frame. Michelle nodded as she crouched next to him. "Peter loves you more than even you realize, Caine. He still wants to be like you but now, even though he possesses the brands of the Shaolin, he is still torn between what he does now and what you want him to be. You have to realize that you cannot make him into anything, he has to choose and he is so afraid that if he chooses wrong, you'll stop loving him."



Caine shook his head, "Never, I'll never stop loving him." He said. Michelle smiled. "I know that, Caine but Peter thinks otherwise. He is a police detective and he likes being what he is but, he so desperately craves your approval and he is afraid that as long as he is a cop, you will not approve. You know that what I am saying is true, don't you?"



Caine nodded as tears began to slowly slip down his weathered cheeks. "I have done my son a grave injustice by not letting him live his life his way." Michelle laid her hand on his shoulder. "By realizing, Caine, you have a chance to mend things with your son. He will come home soon, that I promise you but, you must not tell him about me, he must not know, understood? if he finds out anything, he must do the looking himself, only then can he really learn." Caine nodded and watched as she slowly disappeared, leaving him sitting there alone.



As he rose to his feet, he suddenly realized that Michelle had not told him where Peter was, only that she had retrieved him from his wrecked car. However, he no longer felt anxious or worried. He now knew Peter was safe, cared for. Kermit suddenly walked back into the room and looked at Caine.



"Caine," Kermit asked, "Are you all right?" Caine nodded, "I know now my son is all right." He hesitated, wondering how much he could tell Kermit when deep within, he knew what he could say. "Kermit, I can tell you this. There was an accident with Peter's car and he was on his way back here. If you can find his route, I believe you will find him."



Kermit nodded, ran out and called Blake and TJ. He also called Captain Simms and told her what they were going to do. Soon, the three men were on their way to Albany to retrace Peter's route and, hopefully, bring him home.



End Part Two