This is a work of fan fiction, written by Rochelle Theresa Brown for entertainment purposes only, and not for profit. All characters not invented by me are the sole property of Procter and Gamble Productions.
BAY CITY FOREVER is rated PG-14 for an occasional mild expletive.
This work is under copyright.

(Steven and Kirkland walk into the courtroom. Steven walks up to Jamie. Kirkland walks up to Judge ) JAMIE: (angry whisper) What are you doing here?

STEVEN: I'm sorry, Dad, but Kirkland said if I didn't bring him, he'd come by himself.

JUDGE: What are you doing here, young man?

KIRKLAND: Why shouldn't I be here? I'm the one you're all talking about.

CASS: Kirkland

KIRKLAND: I'm the one whose future you're deciding. Well, don't I get a say in my own life?

CASS: Kirkland

KIRKLAND: It's not like I'm some naive little kid. I know my father did some bad things, but...

STEVEN: (yells) Some bad things? He--

JUDGE: Be quiet, young man. This is a courtroom, not a basketball court.

STEVEN: I'm sorry, Your Honor, but I want my brother to know what kind of a man Grant is.

GRANT: No, young man, you want him to know your opinion of me.

STEVEN: Not really. I wouldn't use such language in front of him.

KIRKLAND: Will you please let me talk?

GRANT: I, for one, would really like to hear what my son has to say.

JUDGE: Very well. (to Kirkland) You may speak.

KIRKLAND: Thank you, Your Honor. Okay, this is what I want to say. For years, I thought my father was dead. (Looking at Jamie accusingly) You're the one who let me keep thinking that. You burned the letters he sent me! I didn't even know about the letters until my fatehr told me about them.

JUDGE: Hmm. Please go on, young man.

KIRKLAND: And ever since we got back to Bay City, everyone's been keeping me away from my father.

GRANT: My son is right. We haven't even been allowed supervised visits.

STEVEN: (sarcastically) I wonder why!

JUDGE: Young man, do not disrupt us again. Is that clear?

STEVEN: Yes, Your Honor.

JUDGE: Good. (to Kirkland) Go on, please.

KIRKLAND: Like I said, I know my father did some bad things, but he never did anything bad to me personally.

JAMIE: Kirkland, it's time you knew something.

JUDGE: Dr. Frame, please don't interrupt.

GRANT: No, I'd like to hear what the good doctor has to say. Let's get all our cards on the table.

JUDGE: Very well. You may proceed, Dr. Frame.

JAMIE: (addressing Kirkland) Son, this may be a bit hard for you to take.

KIRKLAND: I can handle it.

JAMIE: Kirkland, when you were a baby, Grant shot himself and made it look as if your mother had done it!

KIRKLAND: I don't believe you! You're just making it up, just like you let me think my father was dead.

STEVEN: He DID shoot himself, and as for US letting you think he was dead, Grant did that first when he faked his own death.